WHAT RELIEF THE WAVE FEELS
When the wave falls back into the ocean
What relief it feels
For a moment it had imagined
It was alone and separate
Looking out at all the other separate waves
And it was scared
But that was just a dream
And now what relief it feels
To know itself as wholeness and unity
And, when it looks out at all the other waves,
It sees the truth of them
That nothing can be separate
It can only imagine itself that way
The imagination tells stories
It is very good at that.
Image by Elias Sch. from Pixabay