Before Santolo Beach

I witness,

The ocean wave rises,
breaks,
sweeps the empty shore,
and falls back to the sea,

one after another,
in a constant, rhythmic dance.

Like every creation manifests,
grows to limit,
crumbles,
and dissolves back to The Source,
to Nothingness from which it emerges…

~

I witness.

December 15th, 2009
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