Pilgrim

Held by the wind, joined with the waves

Waves—wild, powerful, purposeful—gently crash in.

Fresh wind, fine rain refreshes and warms as I gaze out to sea.

My eyes close—the wind grows, harder, closer,
rocking, inviting, nudging me near.

Stay here, stay—I’ll keep you safe, keep you now.

My eyes open to a new world:
simplicity, beauty, presence.

Roots from my soles sink into the soft earth—
burrowing, winding, entwining.

My eyes close once more; I am here now,
wanting to stay forever—this is where I belong…

In the hold of infinite love, the embrace of wind and waves.

I’m no guest—I am home.
I am the wind, the rain; I am the waves.

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