All points coalesce in this place.
Eyes that have seen much,
Reflect pure sunlight on dazzling water.
Musing calligraphy writes words of gratitude,
On a renewing slate of shifting sand.
Waves of thought touch both the imminent
And the eternal,
While soul flies freely through tops of tall trees,
Unfettered in the here and now,
Of this moment.
Well-worn garments of care are shed,
Like dandelion wisps tossed to the lake breeze.
This enduring beauty, sanctity, purity, is revealed
In its consummate truth,
To a spirit, soaring,
On new wings.