i am in love with the ocean...in awe of the sacred sway of constant ritual she flows with...in the realm of other she is a roaring queen of deep knowing...she is the goddess of clearing away and reforming...the teacher of impermanence...
the holy night intervenes once again and pulls the veil down over this shore of longing...making familiar the coarse body engulfed by the beloved...the ocean pushes on...thrashing against the boulder i have become...finding places to pry and pierce...until one crashing wave breaks the boulder to bits...this is when you see the heart of a stone weep...
no hope for return of love...worn down...this boulder has surrendered her all...good days gone...low tide...fully exposed...
the wild haired siren laments...a bittersweet song of dead dreams and hope soured comes sweeping in on a grey dawn...the ocean picks up and leaves pieces of her lover everywhere...
who can blame the ocean...it is in her nature to take and to deconstruct love's offerings...but who can say the boulder was weak...for the love in pieces still remains love complete...still offered up...still given freely...no shame...no blame...just love...
the sky still holds the sun and moon...the stars still give their signs...the waves still come and go...the ocean still reaches for the same place it has always known...though what is left is but a memory of a boulder who loved and stayed til it fell apart...
i love the ocean...she is worth it...this immense beauty...this force of nature grander than anything i could be...though i wish i could have been touched more gently by her...held and loved in return...but it is the oceans nature to be as she is...this i accept...and love her...just love her...as she is...
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