laps the shore….
with oblong oscillations.
Sun fallen; seaside.
Internal waves wash over the shore of awareness, while walking the beach. Dusky whispers of existence spill over the rim of a vibrating vessel…awareness morphs to a hum, a pleasing calming buzz…Dusky thoughts and sunset shadows volley across the mind….
Peering deep into the horizon of the disappearing day, glimpse an evening contentment.
I’ll search here, now, for wisdom; God is the improbable element in each scintilla of matter. Beyond conception.
The waves on the beach accumulate and recede into one another…They foam and effervesce, painting peace signs on the surface that vanish back into ocean. Wind steadily delivers the scents of brine and decay.