Gaia, Revisited

High

On a painted sky

Some species of avians

Fly freely.

Holy, holy…

   while others of their flock,
                taking in
    the waning sun
Rest quietly
             (except for
The occasional squawk)

On the shoreline

Where I live

Now

And for now

   and a ponytailed figure

Jogging by

Slowly

Between me             

And the softly breaking sea

Here, near day done…

Holy, holy…...

Sixty years ago, about

                  this same time

Of year, or

A little earlier, and further

North a bit

I had an experience

That set me off on

A life-long journey

Seeking Truth

With a capital T

                   and

                   the truth

Of smaller things,

                    mostly

Regarding my country

Of birth, this time

Around, and this world we

Were living our lives out on

Seemingly oblivious to

The larger picture.

It got me here

       wherever

       that is

       really.

Time will tell…...

Did you know that the ancient Egyptians' attitude towards the sun was expressed in various lovely and reverential sun hymns; for example, like the one being sung silently by these gulls, on this near shore, watching their day end, with the setting of

whatever the sun is to them…... 

In the mean

Time

The sun goes down

On another day

On planet Earth

Where I live

For now.

Holy, holy…...