mermaidcamp
Keeping current in wellness, in and out of the water
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Patience and persistence will bring new levels of ease
The center is the place of no resistance, no strain, no pain
Staying in the very middle of it all takes steady focus
On the fleeting nature of time, the essential nature of change
The vessel we become as a result is filled with blessing
Black moon illuminates the darkest secrets of change
Under the influence of nature, growth happens underground
Roots spread and take up the magic of the earth around them
Feeding the sprout of new vision, inspiration, and grace
No sign of life appears above until everything is in place

Stepping stone dreams bring me closer to clarity
Upon opening my eyes I start to drift from the course
Into a sea of busy, important, never-ending issues
That will turn out to be meaningless in the end
Light and dark have shades and shadows
Time has the power to make the story bend
As daylight slips slowly into my vision
Contrasts and sharp edges change my decision
Myth covers the past and rigid belief shrouds the future
Caverns of unexplored possibilities overflow with danger
The dark and murky waters of political polls and pacts
Leave us more than ever way too informed, without facts
The sounds are all drowned, muffled by roaring thunder
As the speakers and the spoken words flow like a torrent
Swirling around rapids, churning up silt that washed down
When the mountains were flooded with bitterness and fear
These times are all uncertain and these places in danger
We watch the currents of resentment carve pathways
Through the river beds of stone where gold was once found
What remains is the dregs of the process
The sediment of crystalized thoughts
Wearing away the mind’s own nature
Free of motivations and fears, clear and calm

In summer when the days are long and sweet
There is nothing like the sand under one’s feet
The saltwater is the remedy that lightens our load
We swim away from our sorrows, pleasures to decode
The surf is a mighty playmate, requiring skill and respect
When you learn to ride waves, your body reconnects
With eternal movements of planets, moons, and stars
Granting wisdom and confidence wherever you are
The boat rocked and rolled on stormy seas through the night
Ominous clouds blew across dawn’s glowing horizon to signal
That stronger, harder rains were quickly heading our way
Waves crashed over the deck, sending sailors overboard
We were in the middle of the ocean, in the eye of the storm
There was very little chance that any of us would survive
We boarded the ricketty lifeboats in an attempt to save our lives
With a sinking feeling they trudged across the desert on thirsty horses
Weeks of deprivation and harsh conditions had diminished the group
Some fell behind, and finding no sustenance, succumbed to dehydration
This band of pioneers had left behind comfort and ease to travel west
They believed there would be a paradise waiting at the end of the trail
Along the way they had to keep the vision alive of a fertile, peaceful place
That they imagined but had never seen, that waited for them over the ridge
When they finally spotted a small lake where the horses could be watered
They adjusted their expectations, looked for shelter, and mourned their losses
The first hint of hidden treasure attracted the worst element
Stray con artists from everywhere gathered to make a kill
Rumors flowed like water, while jealously and dishonesty fought
Over the loyalty of pirates and thieves, all skilled at robbery
In truth there was nothing of value to steal, dig up, or find
The illusion of wealth had poisoned their collective mind