The sea air arouses my senses,
a heightened sense of being
wraps around me
as I look out to sea.
The horizon centres me,
the trivial dissipate,
as I begin to sink into the sand.
The sun is warm – comforting
as though I had arrived home,
and all my loved ones were there to greet me,
the sea throws itself at the beach to welcome me back.
Time stops – it becomes superficial,
there’s nowhere to go,
no one else to be –
I am ageless here.
I plunge into the waves,
it is cooler than it looks,
I want to stay under water forever,
never surface again.
I exhale when I’m forced to,
resurface to take in more of that sea air.
I feel now this greeting is nearly over,
so I tread-water
to make the most of my time here.