Eventually, the world
always seems to return
to the spiritual heart.
Soul and sacred wonder
tied together as one.
Somewhere in between,
it all disappears in you.
Windy waves of dark blue,
Even the ocean mists
as it sprays up
into the early bright.
To witness this dance
opens a flower of focus
in the palms of my hand.
Somewhere in between
my greatest surrender
releases into Love.
I am the rolling water
trying to cling to my salt,
as you are the sunlight
dissolving me into air
from the tips
of my sea.
~ jeffrey vionito
picture by: http://islaeverywhere.blogspot.com/2013/05/bridge-over-still-water.html
Beautifully expressed!!
Thank you! I was stuck on this one last night. I went to sleep and woke up with a clearer picture. Glad you liked it!
pretty image.. Did you take the photo yourself? – it is so delicate. eve
I found it online. It actually created the spark to write on this topic. The picture definately helped create this
yes, good to have inspiration. 🙂