This Spring Sea
not being afraid
of opening our minds unsheltered
from desire
to desire
April warm in mid March
the sun hangs
high above the crowd
I listen to light minds
and their deep susurrence
calming the unquiet tide
a pebble warming
under a clear sky
all things change
yet remain the same
from desire
to desire
April warm in mid March
the sun hangs
high above the crowd
I listen to light minds
and their deep susurrence
calming the unquiet tide
a pebble warming
under a clear sky
all things change
yet remain the same