Wednesday, December 7, 2016

I am the light























Wish me well my dear,
I have to go.
I hear the ocean as it waves.
I see the light of the sun and moon.
In the form of waves. And they wave.
I see a tower and from up above I see it all.
It is clear as the light on the waves.
The sea calls in waves. The light lights the way.
I cannot be lost.
I close my eyes. I can still see. I can still hear it.
As a whisper it is revealed.
My path is enlightened.
My body decides: I will be a wave.
And then I wave as one with the ocean.
I am the light.

V.G.