pacific peace

(February 2023. Still in my healing arc. Crashing with Laser and Brian in Venice. Love those guys. Building daopoetry app. Nice to have the ocean only a few minutes’ walk away for sunsets. Relearning to love LA.)

pacific peace

no matter who you are
you are arriving…

here you beaten paths of continents to be
rest your beating heart, breathe with me,
the sand makes endless space to carry
the shapes we become, alight heavily

no matter your echoing hurt, sore scars
open to the salty air, pain evaporates
and erodes like pebbles into sand, pearls
of smoothed agony under your tongue—

speak of it no more,
let the wind unwind all wounds—
return your burden to the sea

what you are crawled out of oceans
what you are is the squeeze of your heart
what you are wants hurtling horizons
what you are is the crash of the art

the self is more than the sand and the sea,
the self is the vibrating shoreline—
how it feels to touch and be changed

the roar of the waving world roars around and inside
my skull, a conch shell, in into out and back—

from the spreading center of your self,
the sound of a Pacific peace…

no matter who you are
you are listening