A Genesis Blessing
When, everyday,
secrets long held in the eye of the whale
collide with oceans older than star dust,
may the tsunami set off
crash into your heart
so hard that you know
you and I
are not separate.
This came pouring out of the gourd pot and comments from yesterday. After reading your comments I went down to the shore of the Bay to see if I could see the Americas Cup but it was too foggy. What I did photograph were waves breaking on stones and I thought of all of you I connect with everyday. How the waters of the world must touch each and everyone of us. Blessing and weaving us into a whole living organism. Are you as amazed as I am about the wonderful powerful, beautiful world we are creating?
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