Thursday, November 12, 2009

a whisking existence

A dreaming earth harbors no expectancy
meteor showers collide with it's deep oceans
volcanoes speak loudly in time and cadence
with one another to the rise and fall of the birth
of new islands changing with no will in their subtlties
the tide levels increase as sea's surface area diminishes
nothing is created and nothing is destroyed
only a wash of change and still the sleeping earth dreams on
not a single question
pure awareness
pure sensation
a dreaming earth harbors
a dreaming world
simply breathes on