The seagulls make 
lazy inquisitive circles 
above the cliffs
as I slowly 
edge down the trail
below the road 
from reality.
A brief escape
from grey clouds
to sunshine.
My life returns 
to primal origins;
tidal pools,
limestone crevices,
ocean waves
following sandy beaches.
Basics of life
lead by nature;
ingrained insight,
today is today,
tomorrow 
having no definition.

The ocean sings to me
a lullaby,
nurturing life in
her ageless bosom.
Her blood pulsing
though all
on earth.
Silently,
she calls,
bringing me back
once again.
Floating freely
as a mote
within the realm
of my escape,
my wondrous,
infinite
cosmos