Almost Composed

Meditation and curiosity

Surfers’ Prayer

December 8, 2013

Stars hang briefly in the wind,
sand scatters above a youthful sea.
Not even the sky is permanent
however much it seems to be.

Good waves are only ridden once,
never if something’s on your mind.
So much happens in every moment.
So much depends on what we find.


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