i am the ocean

body's eyes closed

i see the ocean

i am the ocean--

the image maker of

the beauty,

the sparkle

on the water,

the sun,

the waves crashing

gracefully

surging up

translucent green

i am the shops,

the sales clerk,

the fashion,

the sheer gauzy blouse in the window.

joy

play

abundant garden of mind

or

lack

"other"

jealous

comparison

what meaning do i give to the meaningless?

maker of my universe,

is this thing i see across the room

a body

or a candle,

my heart,

true love

of Love,

shared identity,

no separation,

no other instant

but this

completion

no other

when i see we are identical

Love

Identical

thank you

thank you

thank you

my heart beats

the ocean roars

the waves keep coming

coming

coming...