The waves’ vicious descent,
on the coarse thickening sand,
cuts through the silence of dawn,
crashing on my ear’s drum.
The burning under the horizon,
expires fumes of pink and red,
rises as it disperses to white,
landing on my pinning pupils.
Through sights and sounds,
I bear witness to the unfolding
of present reality.
I flush the distress from my chest,
I drain the clouds from my brain,
I find space for the Loving Truth.