witness

witness the witness
be the breath
that refreshes the world

who watches the watcher
in life and in death
remains calm when into chaos hurled

surrender to the sentinel of the soul
both wave ocean and surfer
and borne again swirled

succumb to the silence beneath the surf
before grasping for board gasping for breath
into the board edges of ego are knurled

then cling to the sky and all that above
for once you’ve gone under
your true sails come unfurled