Bliss time in Momland is Thomas home for a visit
We walk the dogs on the streets along the coast
Watch the sunset and waves below
He teaches me West African history back to the
Moors and the 15th century as we walk
and I
Stand in awe and wonder
At our becomingness.
I like watching
how he moves.
the motion of his walk beside me
and the motion of his mind –
carrying me on new journys
I feel sometimes as if
I am carried on a wave
of such larger intention
it is almost enough, just to watch.
