Sint-André beach, Oostduinkerke, Belgium
As waves are to the sea
so time is to the mind:
moments come and go, then
come again.
And if we try to hold them,
and cherish what they offer
they just go again,
but always something then is left behind.
Not for the eye to see
but for the Heart to feel, and finally,
when we stop wondering
where all this is coming from.
We are ready to receive,
our eyes then open,
as time is to the mind
and waves are to the sea,
so Love is to our Soul, eventually.
Music/Tenorflute:
Bert Evens 'Noble Silence'