Far too many of us are: Far too many of us are focused on Moses' burning bush moment that it's too easy to overlook that we all have our individual and unique barefoot day before the LORD. This poem shows me that that all is not lost.
Love how you’ve caught the: Love how you’ve caught the rhythm of it; that guzzle of gravity pulling and tossing the lines like a storm‑drunk tide.
The whole piece does feel like it’s heaving against the shore, doesn’t it? Glad the ocean rhymes found their way to you.
And that this experience has got back to me; so valuable and appreciated.
We rise; we fall: The poem, the image, the poet himself, all epic... I'm definitely digging the sweep of tides, churned in the guzzle of gravity, leaping upward to heave-ho ocean rhymes...
I am humbled and thrilled: I am humbled and thrilled that my words opened a portal to a higher consciousness as you so beautifully expressed. Thank you for such valuable encouragement.