today I walked along the beach and heard a still but small still voice behind me frantic, it was a surreal moment of anxiety but entered peace through its bend the voice continued, "Seek me above all things lay hold of my stregnth & salvation". Wandering I through a rock into the surf I headed toward my blanket & rested the hours felt in twilight amidst the density of the twilight hour of meditation took my hand made for me to take flight to understand the masters plan you see thoughts permeated through my head as I thought I was the flame of the living dead for then I lied down and my sleep was sweet
giving cadence toward the day onto a heightened pier near the rocks overhead seagulls fly and the sight of the Albatross passing remember me in times such as these cling free to me love lingers on with the faint of a song the setting of the sun Awake