Two terrainstumble into visionsplit by the same vapor that separates the mind and the soul.To choose is to chopthe finger from the foot —a peculiar propositionfrom the eye, overheard.What funny forcerhymes the reasonsof our revelation?Some cosmic coincidencedrawn to symphonic scale and scaleand scaleand scale. tumble together
sea
Sur grandísimo
A cloud striped skyshrouds the seabut not enough to shield your rays from my eager eyes.Traffic subsides,carving edges out ofthe beautiful, the lonelypacific coast high.Gilded waves roll over sand-smoothed shores,eroded. Waves moonwalk to meet their set sisters.Viscous, the marine layerflies in formation suddenly dissipating to revealour star —a circle closesand sets.
midwinterrain
Pacific coasting highway emptied by rainwater fallsinto the white caps drop by dropsoaking through sand quenching marine desert mountains.Sand slaked and sodden as silence descends, save the calming crashof winter waves.
gratitude swells
Cleansed and covered overhead by waves of wonderunder cold summer skies;the Pacific pacifies wavering hearts.Gratitude for the wild seasliving within us andsummoning us together ~tides coincide on the foam lined shore. Thank you for reading! Forever grateful for the time you spend here.
las ondas
Diamond cut crestsroll over morning glass:gentle green, unmarred clarity —a salt-drenched system healing.The same sun that blew the birds southlazes behind cumulus cover— coolness collects in the air before dissolvingin the solar reign.