a mystical
magical place
where dark
is the light
where bright
are merely shades of gray
where thoughts
run a course
where silence reigns
placing hope
above all else
having faith
imparts courage
even when the path
has no shadow
darkened by
a winter’s moon
the brave
courageously hunt
to quell hunger
wrapped in layers
with bare fingers
in search of prey
no game
this is survival
a sea of white
flowing amongst
the pinnacles of life
absorbing
the pains & disappointments
washing them away
with each receding wave
refreshing the pores
with sprays of salt
revitalizing
………………….fortifying the soul
in this stillness
this quiet
a meditation of peace
uniting
the brave and the meek
generating
a dynamic energy
the brave
……………the bold
return empty handed
………………….return full
