#spindrift
Sun beating down
the tide comes around
with the gusts of
wind—adrenaline
rushes by as the sea
hushes the rustle of the trees
and the blinding rays of gold
lining the clouds above
Like a tear in the blue
And the light shining through
The comfortable blanket
the tangled net
That is a peaceful day
Coming to an end.
Jul 6, 2025
Jul 6, 2025 at 1:32 AM UTC
Once on the Path again,
sunbound
even for just a heartbeat,
leaving it feels like losing a friend.
May we be
brave enough to see the signs,
wild enough to trust them
all the way back to our hearts.
May we be
light enough for spindrift
to twirl us up into the air
and may we, violently or gently, land
just where we’re meant to.
Feb 5, 2025
Feb 5, 2025 at 6:25 PM UTC