fixed and fastened
of patterns predictable
so mindlessly, so silently saunter the linear path
saluting it's defined edges,
finding comfort among emotion's low notes.
Yet everywhere living water
dripping in filmy clouds
tumbling in blue-green sea,
shimmering in silvery earth-dew.
invites a daring plunge, an inspired soar
where the soft moon sways and
carriages of stars cluster above this heavy dark.
Sail a silken puff to crystal
and settle not
until sun's last day.
• from Beach Poetry, a collaboration between 2 friends, a writer & myself
• tomorrow back to Rahab quilt