If you watch the sunset with a glass of wine
You disappear into the wine
But if instead you sit with empty hands
And a clear gaze
You fall into the clouds as they change
From gold
To pink
And back again
Sighing in the blue light
When the shows over
Dust the pants off
And climb down the ridge
A head full of beauty
Heart clean, mind ringing like a bell
Utter clarity
Is so full of meaning
And empty
Of anything else
It’s been four years (almost, one month to go) since I gave up alcohol completely.
I have been staring at sunsets and dawn skies since I was a child
Somewhere along the way, I added in extras
A cigarette, a glass of wine, a beer
And it took awhile to leave that tickle of fingers that grasped for “a little something” with which to enjoy the view
It felt for ages like something was lacking
Now, it is a joy to sit still, usually with my bum on the ground and back to a tree and simply disappear into the clouds, the sounds of birds, the flutter and drone of insects around me
And want for nothing
Just feel my head empty of everything – and sometimes that takes awhile but eventually it happens
What it fills up with instead is magic
It would be great if everyone could experience that peace
There would be no wars
No over consumerism
And we would worship the planet and protect it
Like it made some kind of common sense
