TRUST THE TIDE
The Tide goes deep and deeper still.
Witness.
I do not hold, it has gone on.
Witness.
Here the pain. Not me to fix.
Witness.
Ever deeper, where now the pain?
Witness.
All doing done, who holds
who is held?
Awareness.
The void
Still in the Ocean,
the unformed stirs.
Dark meets light and incarnates.
You and I are we. It was ever thus.
Mike Boxhall