October 22, 2005
tender waves kissed my feet
as i danced alone in the sand
rocks of ages washed up to beach
gifts from the depths as i looked inside
creation of life, living in love
child of father, from heaven above
smile grew as i realized the gifts were for me
answer to wishes, filling me with glee
i knew in an instant the meaning of the swan
though fear kept it hidden under the sand
until i returned to the peace of the throne
heard the small voice, unleashed by a koan
so today has been perfect, in every respect
time for leisure, for dance, scarcity checked
we taught and we learned and we found a new joy
no separation; wind, tree, girl, and boy
Type: Poetry
Author: Steve Robison