Not swimming nor riding waves,
but floating to become one with
the undulating waves and the
sphere of the sky, floating -
Then sleeping on the beach till
thinking cedes in contentment,
my delight is to float unfettered
and free, experiencing concepts
Known as words only, my self
abandoned to something bigger
than I, restrained by mischievous
waves I can't stand, churning
In foam with rocks scraping knees,
the clouds connect sea and sky
and I rest in nature's endless bounty,
lost my mind in the enchanting
Lilt of these lazy waves lifting me
before I roll into a breaking wave;
words fail to describe joy in be-
coming bare awareness
Free from conscious ideas, reduced
to pure sensation while being rocked
in the cradle of the sea, nothing can
convey this quiet feeling of
Mindless delight
Margaret Alice Second
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/mindless-delight/
