I begin a pilgrimage west Leave bags, sandy shoes And don’t look back, not once
I see and see and see Endlessly Talk to self, talk to God In silence Out loud
Listen to the past Replay words given Hours ago Days ago Years ago
Listen to surf Listen for something Demand something Ask outright
This is where the sound breaks loud & clear at my feet.
This is where no gulf exists between us.
Here you are ocean And I lay a foot trail at your side
Here you wash my feet And I let you.
Here you are unavoidable.
Here you overwhelm and overtake, And imagination can no longer compete With senses.
I want to not turn back.
I want journey I want what I haven’t seen I want to make new tracks Without retracing
To walk until some final weariness Turns me fully to your navy depths And I enter with gladness Without waste or regret