At the seashore

Waves of summer

crashing, hitting, arriving

against the wide beach


at the edge

of the season, how

insignificant we are


powerful winds

like a tiger, roar

in the cloaked balmy night


to be so close

to the edge of time and matter

where it does not matter


Every sunrise. Enlightened.


opyright 2012 © zalina abdul aziz @ ninotaziz

7 comments:

  1. love that sense of insignificance in the face of nature...that is part of the awe...and perhaps there is wisdom in that too...

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    1. We hope to be awakened to the fact that the earth has its own wisdom, Brian. And work with nature to heal itself.

      Cheers!

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  2. very enlightening poetry ~thanks, namaste, ^_^

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  3. Beautiful descriptive scene! But I especially love the last two thoughtful lines!

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    1. Thanks Gemma! I haven't seen you for a while. Thanks again. How is your corner of the world?

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  4. I very much like that little glimpse into eternity you offer with the phrase: "at the edge of the season"

    “Six Takes on ‘Seashore’”

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