Where the horizon meets the land, water and the sky—
that's where the naivety of humanity lies
To be a bird or a fish or a rock or all that we touch—
even smell, taste and see
is the one biggest story still trying to be seen.
Become still, become still
for maybe—just maybe—the feeling will set in
so a lifetime of harmony can finally be found
in the moment of a glance—
in the leaves of a tree standing on the land
in the fin of a creature living deep in the sea
in the wings of a bird soaring in the sky
in the eyes of one looking at the other,
as life passes by.