Scribble from my journal - 7

the storm has passed, there is calm and serenity once more.....

waves crash on the surface, blue, grey 

and salty, while deep down in the profound waters

of the ocean within, there is a soul that surrenders

and floats in gratitude, knowing that sometime soon,

perhaps it will find itself in turbulent tempests

again, and yet, it will not matter, for what is will remain,

indestructible, unborn and undying, eternal, beyond the

coming and the going, the making and the unmaking

of lakes, rivers, ponds, streams, and the moon will

reflect in still waters, under a star filled night....................