[Critique Group 2] Joan for October

[Joan Myles]

Into Stillness at Glen Eden Beach
by Joan Myles

With rushing, writhing roar, the lunar pull

connecting Heaven, Earth and raptured sigh

compels my restless spirit up to full-

winged freedom, up and out and ever nigh--

deep and deeper still--beyond the mind,

beyond the will, the self and all despair--

sea-foam becoming mist becoming air,

the breath of life, and Life Divinely there.

Meanwhile, Van Duzer, dreamy-dark as night,

lures wayward children seeking luscious green

idyllic pathways toward a wretched plight

amid illusions Life is what is seen.

For stillness is a moment not a place.

each touch, each word, each holy wave I trace.
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