Gurdjieff International Review
The weather was so warm, almost balmy,
that I went boating almost all the way
out to Martha’s Vineyard.
I saw a family of whales going south
(well, perhaps a family but I didn’t stop to ask)
and realized how much life is filling the sea.
I am only a guest here.
The water reflecting the sky above,
the sky reflecting the water below.
For a moment, you can
feel that the planet is breathing.
I feel a deep rest in the timeless moment
of such an impression.
My whole life seems but one breath
in the scale of the earth.
Such insignificance makes me free.