Love
Cool morning tide gently caresses my feet,
into the morning sunrise of gray and wet sea breeze.
It is the rhythm of the tide and the sound water splashing
into the sand just ahead.
It is the seagulls dipping into their beginnings.
Off in the distance is a lone surfer with aspirations
of riding back on a wave calm enough to be doable.
The grays blend into my feelings deep into myself,
and I pause, all the before comes at once and I borrow wisdom
from the universe.
CMM. 2024.
Ice
Have you ever broken a bone?
Yes, Fifth Metatarsal. I stepped off a curb on ice and pent my foot against the curb. I walked on to class until I got home . I found out 5 days later it was broken. Be careful runners you have a high tolerance for pain . 😟
Eagle and Child Inkling 