Seashells and wave echoes
swirled and laughed in the emptiness behind my eyes.
But now I have let them go, sent them away,
unlocked the door and set them free.
The remaining empty space is vast, but quiet, and soft.
Yet never truly empty despite my best efforts
for when I’m not looking, the wave echoes return to roll around the edges of my inner space
They blend with a stillness that never stands still,
and become a part of the flow and wash in the space behind my eyes.
It is an expanding space that can hold everything and more.
More me, more us,
together in the completeness of warm love and peace.
So come my love, kick off your shoes and dance with me again.
Listen to the song of the seashells and watch…
watch the empty space fill with us and only us.
Catch the wave echoes when they come around again and
this one last time,