Endless dance

Endless dance

The waves echo my turmoil
They crash to the shore
Water everywhere
Ideas cling to every surface
Shaping, enhancing change.

But the sun goes up, and
Dries the surface where I lay
I float to the air
Returning to Mother.

I look down to the sea
Hearing my moans---the hunger for fulfillment
I reach out to me, below.
I cry. I cry. I cry.

Now, we are one
I don’t see you, nor I me
We move, we crash
Fulfillment in this dance.

6may2001

cafe art

cafe art

never appreciated coffee that much so it's hot chocolate all the way! it truly was a pity to drink this piece of art... :p