Unity On the Rocks

The music is heard as I sit upon the rocks Sounds of gulls, crashing waves, whirling winds Oneness in itself, solidarity separated from life’s tolls freedom of imagination fulfillment of unification solitude with the stillness at dusk A soft poem unspoken while taking a rest granted to the sea, give it my best thanking the Lord what was given to me will come back to this peaceful reality. A passing ferry on its way to the mainland Probably left port Segal sometime this morning In touch with my inner self, undisturbed Contemplating and absorbing Not meditating, for that dissolves the true purpose of this moment in time. To be close with the wholeness Attuned with spirituality Cultivate the gatherings From this unity on the rocks.