Symphony

for 5 days i am living at the edge of the sea

watching it, breathing it,

absorbing its primordial power

deep into my very core

 i can’t seem to tear myself away

from the pounding symphony

entitled “waves vs. rocks”

no two chords are the same

and though there is the occasional interlude

this particular symphony

is composed mostly of

tumultuous crescendos

crescendos  that boast

of vast and primitive power

power that belittles me

and makes me feel small

witnessing this violent fury of earth

(last week volcanoes

now living on this edge

in an extended period

of high surf warnings)

its daunting

unnerving

and somewhat disturbing...

there is a big part of life

in that fury

i can identify with it

twist and turn and flow with it

let it act as catharsis

to unlock stuff

that needs to break free

 but it is not a part

that i want to be with

on a continual basis

while my spirit is seduced by

this relentless outpouring of energy

it also craves tranquility

so it came as somewhat of a surprise

to realize that

in spite of the terrible beauty

no, i wouldn’t want to live here....