Love in the Making

Above, the otherworldly stars
Nearby, the sound of waves
washing ashore
onto the cool expanse of sand
touched by my toes and fingers
and inconspicuously,
slipping through every crack
of my resting body,
while continuing to caress my skin.
All around me, the warm, delicate breeze
that too, embraces my skin with such sweet tenderness.

Here, where I can touch and
am touched by
air, fire and earth
and have the music of water
in my ears.
Here I feel love.
Here I feel the presence of something
greater than you and I,
these bodies and minds.
Here is something
boundless and infinite,
a guiding, loving force of transformation.

Poem by Nya Gregor Fleron, October 2017