They call it the call of the wild,
A blissed out sanctuary,
Defined by lilac clovers and aquamarine sea,
Volcanic strata’s into waves submerge,
Intricate wave patterns around rocks surge.
Away from the hustle bustle of thought,
Away from our stories,
In which we’re all caught.
Such freedom in finding this place faraway,
From the toxic mind-games people play.
Here theres only me
Of elemental majesty,
Sylphs of sky float and dive,
In the water Undines thrive.
It is moments like these that forever
Hold me in their charm,
Such devic grace holds me in all time and space,
From here the hurt and anguish fades away,
In this elemental embrace I wish to stay.
I am a pebble rippling in the pond,
My thoughts and intentions reaching
Beyond the beyond.
An ethereal dreamer am I ,
A part of the sacred waves,wind, earth and sky.
Death and life are but a heartbeat away,
Each a part of the cycle
And the greater mystery.
We are the seasons resonating with the earth,
We are her death,her growth and her birth.
The call of the wild re-awakens my inner child,
Never fade away
They live on imprinted in
I felt the wild and the elemental powers enfold me and hold me on the Tintagel coastline cleansing me of troubles and to re-connecting me wit the timeless source of nature and all that is..The moment there was timeless,sitting meditating with the wind and bounding, crashing sea!