Across the sea

Just words.

                              Across the sea

The dark Poet sat alone by the sea and he was watched the Georgia Atlantic ocean dance upon the empty 5am beach.  He loved the early morning and he watched the sun rise from the east. The poet danced alone with the moving waves and he remembered he didn't dance alone once. He remember a pretty face and the voice of a angel. She blessed his life for a time. The great sea separate them now.

He set-up the river rocks on the sand and put the sage in a small hand crafted Native American tepee. He put the tepee in the center.  He lite the sage and he did a prayer to the Atlantic ocean.

"Deep sea, my dangerous love. Here I stand. Once brave I was and now seeking the energy of hope again.  Life follies and poor decisions had made me blind to the real world. Please kind sea, the morning sun  and the beautiful earth. Teach the foolish man to open his eyes.  See the wonder of life miracles.The miracle of the new day and the miracles of opportunity to do some good. Quit being a burden to my kind earth.

Please Kind nature. Allow my lavender sage to rise to the sky. I pray not for me. I'm okay but my world had gone mad. They are killing children, destroying the great cities and the folly of poor leaders. They have forgotten to protect you the sea, the earth and the sky. Please send wisdom to the leaders in our world. Teach them every life had value and we must protect nature. I need little today and thank you kind sea for allowing me to befriend you. "

The Poet watched the sea for a hour and the sage burn slowly. He saw a ghost near the rolling water. He went to the moving ghost and the ghost and the man. Danced.

He sat alone on the beach and the kind wind whispered to him. Sleeping man awake. Move, think, live and fight for the right. You can die like the cattle walking into the slaughter house or run with the wolves. The wolves cannot be caged and they will never forget freedom. 

He rose-up and he whispered. I remember you my kind friend. I love you still and I cannot forget you. He began to dance with the moving waves and he felt the energy of hope. He whispered thank you kind sea, thank you beautiful sun and thank you kind earth for allowing a man to see the real world. Not the world of men.

                       John Castellenas/Coyote

Author's Note

Just words.

Reviews

[Ghost]

This was more than just words my friend.... It was a beautiful tribute to the world from an American Natives eyes... I love everything every word touched my heart.. I love the way he danced with the waves... I have one thing (sunrises in east sets in west) please know I am not picking just sharing... Myself I have lived all my life in Ohio have not been to the Atlantic Ocean But I have been to the Pacific Ocean in LaJolla California and just sitting on the beach the Ocean has a calming affect on ones soul... Again I loved this piece and want to say thank you for sharing my friend...

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Ghost for reading and the help. I do appreciate.

[Ghost]

i hope I did not upset with the correction.. I truly do love this poem

[Coyote Poetry]

I'm thankful. I appreciate the help. Old soldiers, like me. Very hard skin. I'm here to learn and I do appreciate the help.

[Jon Roggie]

Lovely. ......................................

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Jon for reading.

[SleeplessVolcano]

I love it when the wind and waves speak to us.....bringing to remembrance voices of love. An emotional read....I want to go to a windy beach now and listen for those voices...:)

[Coyote Poetry]

Me too. I will visit the California coastline at the end of May. Thank you my friend for reading and the comment.

[Dave]

-John you are so one with the beauty of nature. I understand where you are coming from. Most of my youth was spent down the shore and many a vacation as an adult I have been there too. In my relatively short life I have seen the horrendous changes wrought by mans' disregard for the wonders of nature. Thankfully I did get to see the major clean up of the Hudson River. Maybe we can keep it up.

Take care - Dave

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Dave. I appreciate the comment. We must keep repairing the damage done.

[Cassidy14]

Very beautiful and well-written. Love the video! Great job here.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Cassidy. I appreciate the comment.

[ayesha cullen]

Beautiful! Each word contained a lot of emotion. Write more!

Good luck! :)

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Ayesha. You are very kind.

[Anise]

Coyote, what a wonderful piece of writing. The scene is so perfect and you touch the heart strings in such a way that they weep with loneliness for the poet who dances alone and then applaud the courage to dance again. This is humanities greatest trial sometimes. To learn to dance again and to rise above tragedy.

[Coyote Poetry]

You are right. So many tragedy in our world. I'm proud of the U.S kids. Matching for no guns, no killing and a better world. Time for the adults, like me. To join the children in seeking peace over war. Thank you Anise for reading and the comment.

[Anise]

You're welcome Coyote, I'm proud too that the young ones are standing up. My own children are still very very young, I worry about them and this crazy world

[DIVYA]

Not just words, sir. They have all the compassion and love that is missing in today's world. We need more divine souls to think and pray for the world. The earth has so much beauty to offer. The sea has such power. Why don't we seek strength from their powerful and hypnotic beauty. Strength of resolve, to make this world a better place. Just like the awesome poet does here. My heartfelt compliments on this great poem.