Tides Turning Embrace

A footprint near a shell in the white sand to wet beige
this is where it begins; currents await those seeking.

Life can be presents under the tree, shiny beckoning
a draw from reservoirs of excitements wonder…

Touch of a gift in ribbon, flowing over surfaces that
tingle like sun pools on a wave, sliding and shifting

moments that clarify and define choice. Attraction
is a spiritual principle, a come hither of everywhen,

hand held out reassuring what intuition knows, believes.
Ready is just a decision away, movement a conformation.

Dedication is simply swimming together, in case one
may need a lift over the waves overcome. Remember,

it is much easier to just float belly-up, rest, then stroke
towards a new shore, or even the same just a little

further down the beach we started. Perspective changes
when you wade in, wherever you choose to place

more footprints coming out. And you are right, there
is no beginning or end, just going in and out of waters

…that give onto life’s shore.

Chris Whitenack © 2014