A wave of the ocean glides over the sea
And crashes upon the shore.
My body dances over the meadow
And joyfully leaps in the air.
Is the wave not still one with the ocean?
Am I not one with All?
Can I separate myself from my Source
When that wellspring flows deep within me
And not on some distant mountain?
This is the season of searching outside me,
To discover the teachers who Know.
But deep within me I must remember
“When the student is ready
The teacher appears.”
When I ask the right questions
Answers always are there
For my teachers are everywhere.
May God bless and protect you and…
May you always be
Safe and Comfortable
Seth Kelly Curtis