Like the universe swallowed me whole
Without even the discomfort of a burp
So I close my eyes
Breathe in deep
Until all that is fills me up
So I close my eyes
Breathe in deep
Until all that is fills me up
And the creatures
Which skittered there
Having barely left the sea
I think of a wave
And the littlest living things
Awash in the foaming ocean
Not so unlike
The littlest living things
Swishing over my feet in the surf
But today
Though the wind be high
In the lee of the rocks
A delightful calm
I love them both
The battering grey
The aqua and azure
Though…
And yet
I miss the sea
An urban inlet
Is not a wide sandy beach
On a limitless sea
With breakers vaulting salt spray
Into the atmosphere
Clouds whispering
Breathe in the air
My body sings
With the beauty
Of existence
The beach
Sunshine and sand
Wind and waves
Blankets and bikinis
Children and sand castles
Umbrellas and Ray Bans
Chesterman
Not quite
Such a beach
The clouds
A battery of waves
Roll across the sky
I lose myself
In the rumbling hiss
Of wind and white water
Taste the salty air
On my lips
Breathing deeply
No safer place
Than a chair by the glass
Rain pelting the panes
Droplets running into lines
Refracting dying light
Journal in hand
The lamp set low
Raise my glass of red
To waves rumbling on the sand