Tuesday, April 18, 2006

Meditation at Cefalu

Today I offer a poem that I wrote at Cefalù, Sicily, last Wednesday 12/04/2006.  Cefalù is a beautiful seaside resort on the Northern coast of Sicily.  Che bella città – I’m sure you’ll agree!


Watching the Sea at Cefalù

Watching the sea at Cefalù,
Wave after wave mesmeric,
Is a mantra for the soul -
Wave crash and water splash
Where nothing is foretold –
The beach keeps its secrets deep
In pockets carved from stone.

Watching the sea at Cefalù,
Listening to the sound abound,
Rhythmic, rhythmic, rhythmic
Like the Easter drums at Gangi
Banging, banging, banging:
“Our hope has come!”

Watching the sea at Cefalù,
Far from far-away cares,
The surf sprinkling drops of foam
Like gentle dew on parched land
Where daddies bring their little ones
To dip their feet in thunder.

Watching the sea at Cefalù,
Is a mystery to behold:
Water and stone and chipped away sand
Are all one tremendous whole
Like a giant’s hug so strong –
Father and son in one embrace.

Watching the sea at Cefalù,
Is a balm for a tired soul,
Sun on surf like some strange
Lightening lingering long enough
To warm both heart and soul.
Watching the sea at Cefalù,
Is a mystery to enfold.


The picture I enclose at the top of this post is a view of the mysterious and mesmeric sea at Cefalù

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