And wide enough
To witness
The arc of the Earth
Near enough
And still enough
To experience
The arc of the ocean
An eddy of time
Reflected
In the eddies
Of the sea
Near enough
And still enough
To experience
The arc of the ocean
An eddy of time
Reflected
In the eddies
Of the sea
The clouds
Racing the sky
The sea
Boils and churns
And I
Quiet my mind
Be still
Become the stone
If I can be still
For just a moment longer
If I can be present
In all this shadow and blur
Will the world make more sense
Will anyone see
Me
The wind
It shakes me up
It shakes me down
I’ve been standing
In the still air
Far too long
I need
To get
Ruffled
Click open
Wait (tick tick tick)
Twenty seconds wait
Click closed
Repeat
I watch the universe
In subtle motion
While my camera freezes time
I miss the uncluttered I
Standing alone
In an expanse of sand
Some with regret
And, some, disdain
Though most with neither
This nor that
I think not
Of the world I’m in
The present
Not this very day
But all the worlds
I’ve yet to see
Which will also
Fall behind
The misty grey
Becomes a canvas
On which I create worlds