Dinesh Moylan

Fourteen eagles soaring over Araganu, sky lined with peach,
ocean turning grey silver blue, clear deep down at rocky beach,
schools of fish making the water come alive out at sea,
birds wheeling and diving like arrows my only company
the wind blows my mind away until I forget who

Paddle my way north, nowhere to go, no final destination.
Just taking it slow, drinking it in, rest and relaxation.
The restless Tasman sea it is never still
so quiet, so empty I can drink my fill
endless beauty everywhere, life, death and creation

Don't care no more if I'm up or down, in or out, yes or no,
got my eyes on the next wave, and which way the wind blows.
Everyone's at home now safe and dry and warm,
there's no safety here on the edge of the storm,
maybe one day I too will drown trying to embrace the moon

Sounds like a good way to go,
like Li Po

 

from the new live album - Get the message - available soon

"T'ang dynasty Chinese poet Li Po and I share a few things in common apart from poems; a deep connection with the natural world, a long involvement with Ch'an or zen practice and a love of wandering around in boats. He is said to have drowned, presumably drunk trying to embrace the moon"