I want to inspire till I expire

I want to inspire till I expire
 
 To bow down to the power of the ocean
Stand up with the power of the ocean
Flowing  fever through my veins
The power of faith

Holding this power whist not been engulfed

No theory will suffice in its expression

Only direct experience and action
standing on the waves
Driven by this strange force

dragging its power upon the ocean
this resonance a silent echo called gravitation

Sensed within and Held without
The moon

A reflection causing and effecting

Transposing energy into form

And change back again in a crash of angry white foam

Inside the wave time seems to halt

Then rushs forward as if folding in on itself

 
The faith in form

Joined to the world
Trance send dance
Muscles in sync with nature
Movement of the spheres , ripples in the nervous system

Chemical cascade in the Amygdala
Uncoiled limbs flipping in and out of shapes
 
Bow to the power of god
Stand with the power of god
Feel with the harmony of grace
No wings have I
Yet I fly on the ocean
 

 Nature is a pulse

Here I hear her
and know my own heart