In a place like this
A place which strips away
Pretense
Distraction
Aggrandisement
Avarice
I find my presence
In the present
And in that presence
Is love
Pretense
Distraction
Aggrandisement
Avarice
I find my presence
In the present
And in that presence
Is love
In repose
I reflect
On the day that has been
On the day to come
Until
Like the birds
I respect the silence
Let my mind go still
A moment like this one
When I first awakened
To my connection
To everything
No fixed destination
No long-term goal
No yellow brick road
I dance along the roly poly
Climb and dive and swerve and wiggle
Ocean by my side
Land rising and falling beneath my tires
I am reminded
Of the day’s catches and false-starts
The day which would have never left my bed
But for a promise to a friend
Captured by their beauty
Mindful of their warning
Poet’s words
For simple colours
Writ large
On an epic landscape
I hear the roil of white noise
Waves crashing through the broken rock
Source obscured and muffled by darkened boughs
Clinging thickly to rising land