Meditating

not looking hearing or speaking nailed by the side of the humming naked ocean at the feet waving beating crashing reincarnating in every eternal moment rampant rivers of love crescendoing remnants of the flood of lust decelerating rumble of the prayerful sea invigorating rays the fragments of light softening ceaselessly aware of the moment driven by the sweetness of our destiny castigating the rising desires of the flesh we sat there silently back to the back on the edge of the old sea bridge closely scrutinising, waiting peacefully for the new life in the belly of a distant star