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