As I Walked Along the Beach

Ah, these moments of inspiration and where they come from!  I can only sit, smile, and surrender.

I see you running along the beach, your hair cascading backward like flames of pure fire.  The sand gives to your feet as this space gives way to the determination in your face.  The waves kiss you where your body meets the Earth, both embracing the permanence of this moment and the impermanence of the past as they wipe away any evidence of where you were.  You are frozen in this moment in my mind, and the painting – the picture – is but a frame in the movie that was and is yet to come.  It is now, this frame, that is our life.

Your body meshes with the distant horizon.  Both serve as reminders of a limitless perfection defined by a finite boundary.  I can see beyond the confines of your body, into the stars, moons, planets and space that make us One. They contrast with what I can see contained in the form.  The beauty of your body up against the beauty of a bountiful Sunrise.  The peace in your eyes set with a firm determination in your heart blending with the stillness of the ocean blending with the determination of the waves to crest upon your feet. The firm flexibility of your mind mirrored by the give of the sand until it reaches its firm foundation.

In this moment, the hammer hits…again.  I know why I love you even if words cannot be found to explain it.  I simply sit without question and without motivation to explain this moment.  There you are, the Sunrise, the Ocean, the Sky, the Sand and all things indescribable beyond the Horizon all perfectly aligned to make this moment miraculous. There is no pressure in this place, no obligation, no expectation to live up to.  You have nothing to prove here, nothing to explain, nothing to do except run freely in the water. 

Run, you beautiful Angel, run.  It is where I find you perfect.

Ah, these moments of inspiration and where they come from!  I can only sit, smile, and surrender.