Settling of the storm

The mind will constantly try to grasp it,
The intellect will continually try to understand the mystery that will always elude it.
It can only be reached by that which runs deeper.

It enters with no thought or concern.
But sweeps all in it's path
That stands in the way of clear vision.

It consumes with a hunger and thirst
that sates the true appetite.
Looking for fulfillment
in only that which is real.

Too many wearing masks
of authenticity
that appear real
to those floundering on the surface.

Dive deeper and
the ocean's beauty is revealed,
in all it's myriad of life forms that exist...
 from those resting on the ocean bed
to those floating on the surface
and all that swim in between.

Waves sweep over the shore
caressing the sand as they move ashore.
It arrives as a tsunami
but offers the gift of fluid freedom
in the settling of the storm.