Song of the sea

You waited until dusk to call on me

I hesitated, fussing around your shore

Like a child hanging to her mother's skirt

All the shyness dripping from my toes

Into your mouth, sinking, sinking.

You waited until my feet were swallowed

Up to my ankles into your moving sands

Like tiny roots expanding down below

All my worries slowly drenching

Into into the moist earthiness of your embrace.

You waited until my eyes were ready

To face the cruel vastness of your gaze
The moment when I realised that facing you
Is facing my self
Into the mirror hidden beneath your surface.

You waited until all my armours dissolved
Despite my fear to be seen as I am
Before you finally whispered
Come, come, my love, my child, my kin,
Come taste my salty waters with your skin.

And then you waited no more
As I surrendered to your song
Beckoning me home
Fear by fear, doubt by doubt,
Inch by inch of sunkissed skin.

I surrendered my weight
To the gentle rocking of your waves
Stroking my body with infinite kindness
And playful adoration
Teaching me to trust the unbearable lightness of being.

I surrendered my pain
To the hollow of your depth
Receiving my teardrops
Like a mother receives her long lost children
Teaching me the alchemy of love.

I surrendered my laughter
To your choir of seagulls
Echoing the wilderness of my voice
And the flutter of my invizibile wings
Teaching me the sheer joy of being alive.

And as I melted into your waters
We became one
There was no more beholder and beheld
No more above and below
Only the beloved.

And the song.

When the time came to be born again
Out of your depth
I rose with a new awareness
Pledging to carry this song in my heart
And just allow it to be sung through my voice.

So here it is
The song of the sea
The song of love
Calling you
Home.

Come

Come, sit down besides me
And listen to the song of the forest
Calling you home
To that place of wonder
Where your feet are enchanted
With the moist throb of the earth.
Come.

Come, rest your skin on my skin
And your heart on my heart
Calling you home
To that place of ecstasy
Where your breath is alive
With the burning fire of love.
Come.

Come, fill me with your emptiness
And drink from this ocean
Calling you home
To that place of stilness
Where your mind is blessed
With the infinite depth of silence.
Come.

Something missing

Why do I always get that feeling
like something is missing
something essential
like the part of myself
that holds every other part together
in a perfect dance of shadow and light?

Whenever I come back into my own body
I get reminded of that something
and I realise it was never missing at all
It was merely forgotten
the way the moon is forgotten
once every new moonless sky
only to be revealed
through the tides of my inner seas.

I may forget about the sky and the moon
when I am frowning upon my feet
so weary from dodging life
down the easy path
I may forget about gravity
when I get lost in the seeking
of higher ground,

Yet when I dare to look up
and see you, holding me
in the light of love
I realise that everything is a
s it should be
a big cosmic sky dance
where the only thing missing
is my willingness to surrender
to the beating of my heart.