Sea Meditation

Turquoise blue on golden sand..

Each seems to push ahead

Just a little here and a little there though

They are all like the ones in my head

But sometimes when the wind is right

 And when I get little mirrors for eyes

Sitting on top of  the Yogi rocks

The sea inside looks at the sea outside

One wave at a time, 

And one thought in my mind

Fifty,ninety till I lose the count

And also everything that I left behind..

Fresh air, bright sunshine

And my breath gives me a high tide

Then there is no sea behind my eyes

The sea outside becomes the sea inside!