There Is So Much Magnificence

When alone, even feeling good,
say, with the magnificence of the ocean,
my longing can be painfully intense
with no one to share 
that ocean, that magnificence
how they touch me
how I can
burn with longing
scream as if seared 
and cry
 
But in this moment I see 
that ocean, that magnificence,
is given to me
the waves are coming in
the waves keep coming in
and I am not alone
Love appreciates
how they touch
can ignite 
and burn
to be shared 
 
Oh what a sweet
convulsive cry 
comes then
as I hold on
shaking
 
Hallelujah
hallelujah
over and over 
 
    ©  Tim Kochems (April 2025 on retreat)

I wrote this poem after sitting amidst huge rocks beside the Atlantic Ocean and then back in my room being moved by a song I remembered. Here is a beautiful, short version of the song that companions my poem. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b4kHGnkg9W0