A mass of logs swirl in the cove,
the circling force of the tide
carrying the raft out to the channel
as effortlessly as brought in,
the reciprocal flow balancing
the doors of creation.
Vast currents feeding and being fed,
loving and being loved
by the tenderness of Earth,
when the debris, the waste
strewn behind our shining machine
must be lifted .
Contractions have begun,
Her waters broken open and flowing,
all of creation born again
on the tides of forgiveness,
into the unknown beauty awaiting.
Don
Another beautiful experience conveyed through your eyes by words, to page, and into our minds’ eye. In colour.
…”all of creation born again on the powerful tides of forgiveness….
makes my heart sing!