
When I am tired, take me to the water.
Lay me down on warm sand
where I can rediscover the texture of who I am
from times before time.
Hold my hand as I feel the frothing
surf in mine, washing me,
embrace after embrace, with wisdom that
comes from the deepest places of creation.
I would become once again the embryonic
energy that emerges into the warm Sunlight
of the first day.
And when the Moon calls and reclaims all surf
to the sea, help me stand in sincere gratitude
as one washed in limitless love
and blessed for the
new journey.
Roger Pierce September 2, 2019
Beautiful!