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Barefoot, at dawn,
in the soft sun-bathed sand of the beach,
I left my footprints in the sand for others to follow-
hoping to learn, hoping to teach.

As I looked into and out to the beautiful, perfect, blue sea,
I was touched by inspiration, a blessing,
a shine of creativity, a muse of poetry.

I felt like I had received a message from someone,
and I felt this need to send one back-
and that is what I decided to do,
while standing looking out to the clear blue horizon,
as the white ocean waves crashed against my legs,
as I could feel the warm sun on my back.

So I took an empty bottle from my bag.
I took out a piece of paper with my name, my address,
a link that someone could use to contact me again later,
and an invitation for someone in the future to read my poetry,
and to reconnect with me.
I put the piece of paper in the bottle,
and then I sent my message and my bottle out into the blue,
and I watched them be carried out to sea.

As my message in a bottle was carried further and further out,
I watched it with hope in my heart
that someone would one day find it, read it, and understand it;
but I just know that they will, I know it beyond any doubt
that the message, the wish, the muse of me
would be seen, read, and felt, by another, and another, and another,
until we are all part of the same verse of poetry.

Who knows to where my message will go,
who knows how far it will travel,
who knows if my message will dance the waves fast or slow,
who knows whether my message will be read in France,
back in England, or wash up on the coast of Portugal.

I have no idea where the tides will take my voice,
but I have hope that whomever it finds
they will choose to follow the footsteps that I left on the beach,
on the sea, and on the sky,
and in the gift to be found by someone I have never met,
one day in my message in a bottle.

The Great Attractor, to me, is not just a gravitational stellar anomaly,
it is a bond created by a small group of people in search of a little harmony.

The Great Attractor is a song that makes you think of the one you love,
like a message in a bottle sent from one of the shining point’s of light up above.

The Great Attractor is a promise that everything is going to be ok,
that when the sun rises again that new light will herald the start of a brand new day.

The Great Attractor is like an energy that you can feel in the air,
like the static electricity that you create when you rub a balloon on someone’s hair.

The Great Attractor is like the moment when you first see that special someone,
when you feel like you’ve been struck by a bolt lightning that you couldn’t outrun.

The Great Attractor is what keep’s you coming back for more,
the reason you return to a place time and again because it is somewhere that you just adore.

The Great Attractor is like the most powerful magnet imaginable,
like a force of nature that you can feel, but is incapable of ever being tangible.

The Great Attractor is something I live to feel, and dream to converse with-
an understanding that whatever has happened in the past you can always forgive.

The Great Attractor, the rhyme and reason we do what we do,
is all part of the synchronicity highway, and the event’s along the way that ensue.

The Great Attractor is everyone and everything in the entire universe,
the reason why we can’t just rewind our lives and go in the reverse.

The Great Attractor is the knowledge that what you see is not all that there is;
an unheard language that is spoken, but is unreadble even if you are a phonetic wiz.

The Great Attractor is what brought me to you, and you to me-
the reason you are reading this poem right now- which I really like, and I hope you agree.

Deus ex machina

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