to travel
through trouble
to wade
in turbulent waters
to follow
paths of others making
it is what we do
it is what we all do
yet in this life
no fear
of blowing off one’s head
because my father
did not do that before me
and my mother survived
her tablet suicide attempt
to live a fairly good later life
to be
enticed
or entranced
or entrapped
by the prospect of an afterlife
where to live out
your favourite dream
will last forever
without disturbance
or interruption
is it selfish
to say yes i will take this
if all that it costs
is a daily prayer
and the living of a peaceful life
i will admit
to looking forwards
to the passing over
to looking back
on the wonderful life
of course I do wonder
if i am not a believer
should i be gifted
what others
have served their all lives for
i am aware
of a desire or a need
for nothing at all
in that by having nothing
i will have nothing to lose
nothing is a bit scary
surely some things are essential
but unless one begins from nothing
how can the choices and the decisions
manifest themselves and materialise
i am aware
that each step counts
one after and one upon the other
just as they have in the past
to reach this new starting point of love
warmth and touch
from the body
reflection and measure
from the mind
joy and happiness
from the soul
continuity and care
from the heart
resilience and integrity
from the spirit
you are you
i am i
we are we
we are here together
in the conduits of love
awake
yet tired
and confused
the life mind
still busily processing
the world of interbeing
which lies behind you and beyond you
yesterday
at the beach
surf school students
some of whom were keenly attentive
others who were wilfully carefree
together they learned
and played on the waves
of the azure blue atlantic
