Hidden Beach Yoga, Marin County



photo by Scott Finsthwait

Hidden Beach, Marin
abbie dutterer 

Waves pushing and pulling
At earth’s gentle corners

Soft lap or thunderous crescendo,
Erasing all markings from the sand,
No imprint is safe from being caught
In the vast clearing of space.

These waves are meant for us.

Purpose often looks like chaos,
So we step onto the shore,
walking forward to catch our reflection,
frustrated by the fragility
of our own footprints.

we imagine ourselves as sand,
pummeled and driven.

only in surrender do we know

we are the force
that pulls
that pushes

our very being a vibration

we have always been the tide.