Oceanside

Walking beachfront enjoying the sand in my feet
Hearing the rhythm of the ocean take hold
Feeling the brisk wind above my thought
Wondering what would happen if I wasn't thinking

Could life stop

Why is it cyclical to being

How could this be real

Dipping my quill further and further drenched my ink
Watching droplets recede back into my jar like contemplation
Believing is my art
Always speaking with a true heart
Surrounded by such majesty in this great body of function

Like the first time I learned how to use a proper conjunction
Beauty and a purpose beyond ideas I don't understand
Religiously thinking I have the upper hand
Yet, forgetting I am perfectly happy with the two I have
More capable than ever at seizing the day

In the moment which all falls away
All is left is truth
Deductive reasoning is pulling a tooth
As I now ponder global warming
In the most beautiful place I could ever wonder
Just missing the one and only over yonder

Author's Note

Wrote this last weekend at Rockaway beach



Thank you! X

Reviews

This is a solid writing, so zen, and pure and one with nature, where you've written, full of inspiration, and salty sea air that inspired your mind through your veins.

I feel it deep every sense, by every word. Indeed, such a unique experience makes you almost overwhelm with delusions of grandeur. This is a heavenly experience. You literally flew or rose above yourself. I knew where you were when you wrote this, and have seen the beautiful pictures! Eventually all one with what you say here. How could it be otherwise, everyone has a magnetic attraction to most of the earth, mother sea.

P.s. even the picture is one of my favs which is used in the musical clip, I have it on my laptop, as I was so inspired of the desert sea, the music fits perfect with the silent serenity.

Lovely work!

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Love how nature inspires you, dear poet :) gorgeous!

[Empirik]

It is one of those natural wonder. I am thrilled you have explored my work. :)

[Zee Noir]

Beautifully written.