I find myself meditating on the sparkling ocean,
This sunny, 71 degree, November day,
The Saltwater wind billowing through my nostrils,
As I sit & meditate;
Wafts of sage being burned grazes my senses,
As my heart beats to the drums’ rhythms and sound,
I sit & meditate;
My insides fill with light,
And the sparkling, rippling ocean is me,
The Sun warms my face,
And my insides glow;
I sit & meditate,
I sit & meditate.
