Settles in
After
The sky breaks through
Promising a better day
Tomorrow
The sky breaks through
Promising a better day
Tomorrow
With the dreams
I only allow myself
At night
Curled safely
In my own bed
While the light
Clings to them all
Clings to me
Clings to my mind
Clings to my heart
My eyes, they cannot see
The fine details
In just a narrow band
Of frequencies
I reach down, deep
Pull back the sand
To reveal beauty
Unimaginable
So I wonder
Am I sure to reach my goal
At the end of this valley
The path may be obscured
I may lose my way
Or become disoriented
I re-encountered Buddha
Long obscured for me
Made strange by the confines
Of my culture familiar
I captured several dozen images from Chesterman Beach, and they have proven a great source of inspiration for poems and stories, a series from which I share five examples here