Walking on the beach, last Sunday morning
I was thinking:
so this is how you swim inward,
so this is how you flow outward,
so this is how you pray.
Excerpted from 5 a.m. in the Pinewoods, by Mary Oliver
I was thinking:
so this is how you swim inward,
so this is how you flow outward,
so this is how you pray.
Excerpted from 5 a.m. in the Pinewoods, by Mary Oliver
When was the last time you spent a relaxing day at the beach, completely unplugged–
resting quietly at the ocean’s edge,
utterly mesmerized by waves that froth and curl, and then ease themselves ashore?
When’s the last time you saw a seagull take wing,
or spied a honeybee, humming a song about sunshine as it collects pollen?
Do you remember the last time you heard the ocean’s lullaby,
felt it ease the wrinkles from your worried brow?
(Did you figure it out already? This week’s art challenge prompt is the word CALM.)
Want to see more? My responses to previous challenges are available here.