Golden wave takes me from peak to shore in rapture
Flying down the face like a wild swan in flight
Pulling tight into the sweet blue curve
That rides me as her consort.
Dance with it!
Dance with everything-
The perfect and the appalling,
The beauty and the dark disappointment.
All of existence is in a constant metamorphosis of unfolding
And we try so desperately to hold on to a view
As another storm blows through
Bringing miracles of wonder.
Always I’m inviting you to dive deep with me again
Into the exquisite experience of exactly this
Existence as it is arising and lifting us
To embrace our own presence.
d. 10.5.18
Lovesongs For The Soul 