Looking out to the east

Photo by Andy Berg http://www.flickr.com/photos/akad

Looking out to the east
As color fades from pink to gray
Having gone to the edge of the continent
On the western edge of the great north America
The tide was out
Exposing what lies beneath
Perhaps there are lies beneath
Exposed by the thrusts of the geological crusts
Over the long time
and the now
The blowing winds
and waves crashing down
on lies
Until truth is exposed
But who was there to see it?
The ravens have their dance of flight
Paired off in their playful riffs
The truth is exposed
But they don’t care
Their truth is in fields and forest
The lone tern or the seagull flock
Stand on the windswept shore.
They stand near that truth
But are oblivious to it
The lone man
Observes the truth
In the light of a late day
And doesn’t know what to do with it either.

Cape Mendocino coast 082013-18

My mysticism
Lies deep down under the sea
of reality

This place has a mystical air

Author: Gerry

I welcome you to Sonomabuzz. I am Gerry La Londe-Berg. This started as a blog and immediately morphed into a poetry site. I started as a person and eventually morphed into a poet (among other things).

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