The city to surf I ran alone
without a true friend
without a true home
dark footprint of humankind loomed over me
plasticup shards formed an angry sea
from their barbies the cows looked on wistfully:
"what has this to do with me?"
The author is a poet, counsellor, and occasional scholar-in-residence. Musings on everything from advaita ("non-dualism") to sustainable living, interspersed with poems. Thanks to Zvi Jaspan of Kibbutz Tzora for the name for this blog.