A Contemplative Life – Thinking it over – Heart & Home


Go with me to the sea!
To the smells and sounds:
salty air where I can breathe,
listen to the halyards’ familiar chime
against metal masts in the breezes
that froth the waves,
whose familiar sounds lull the weary.


Stand on the rocks.
Watch the gulls wheeling,
lifting wings, floating above us
singing familiar calls
In the air, the deep waters, boats
all in motion – under blue sky

Travel with me to taste the air, the light.
Where water and wind combine –
let the waves move against the body,
wade in to swim the currents
that buoy and carry us,
in a boat of sounds, sights, and smells.
Bound no longer to rocky ground
by our mortality.


Ah, the sea, the sweet sea,
When I see grass fields waving
my heart floats freed
To days of sunshine, sandy shores and sea.
Ah, the sweet sea

Go with me!

CKatt 2019


Thanks for stopping by my kitchen.

Have a good week wherever you may find yourself.

About kunstkitchen

Visual artist and writer hunting words, languages, visions, and insight in my kitchen - connecting Art (Kunst) and culture and slow food cooking. Classically trained artist. Paint and draw with traditional materials. Live in the Northland where it's six months of winter. Appreciate the little things in life. Sharing food and art experiences and the lessons that my talented and generous friends have given me.
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2 Responses to A Contemplative Life – Thinking it over – Heart & Home

  1. rago says:

    “Her Terrapin-Sea” Inspiration move / Me… song’s lyrics brightly speak, / Your heartbeats as well!

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