Flushed and poised, waiting, on each wave a new breath.
New life, new moment, potential at the point of the infinite now.
I hear the ocean rolling, healing waters,Beating the beach, like hoofbeats across the sand.
Dragging back down and under the surface
Hip rolls in cycle, a dance of fluidity, poise and grace
Till snapping to a tension,
And a rest held a cycle of beats.
Tides of dreaming, hope, and desire.
Future actions joining the past’s longings
Patterns build glowing stronger
Merging till a new wave pours forth.
Happy New Year! Happy New Age!
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