I try not to mind
Immersion into chaos
When the irregular
Overcomes the regular
These are all
Fundamental states of being
And who am I
To argue with reality
A few gentle waves
Erase a footprint
A sustained wind
Fills it with sand
Impressions
Are ephemeral
As am I
They spread
Interact with the ripples of others
Creating interference
Patterns of confusion
They rise to become waves
Washing over the lives of others
Sometimes pummeling them
Like breakers on the shore
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
Beautiful patterns
Surprising, exquisite
Challenging, evocative
Alarming, provocative
Heavier than water
Lighter than sand
Carried by forces
Greater than they
Then the wave comes
And I wonder anew
At the interplay of moving water and sand
The rivulets and eddies and smaller waves
I will wash away
The tears of my last failure
And gather myself up
To have another go
So I breathe
Let go the thoughts
Dispelling
The chaos
Until I am conscious
Only of being
While the light
Clings to them all
Clings to me
Clings to my mind
Clings to my heart
Pix to Words 