DRIFTWOOD

Move it that direction

Notice – sense – drift

The chorus of morning

Cheerfully awakens you

To the dawn of time

All creatures sit on this

Drifting orb

In our cosmos

Radiating confidence

To just be

I remain a piece

Of driftwood

For you, my fellow being

To land

Our individual story

Is a song

Reminding us to simply be ourselves

Do I really need to be known

In a world of unity?

The shipwreck in this

Vast sea of life

Creates the pieces that will rejoin

All possibilities to wake up!