Cosmic journey

Tongues of water lick the beach,
rinsing time and space,
from the depths of being,
ashore a dream.

Slowly water flows back
with events lost in the sand,
the moment, a splintered piece,
frozen in time and space.

Coming and going,
a change of day and night,
without fading away,
starlight watching over it.

The sea of being meets land
spills onto the beach of life,
gives itself and takes itself:
You and me.

Stars twinkle timelessly
in black deep space,
Weightlessly
in this dream.

Cosmic breath in eternity
wanders through time,
through future and past,
only sometimes halts.

Tongues of water lick the beach,
rinsing time and space,
from the depths of being,
ashore a dream.

Anonymous writer