Saturday, May 21, 2005


Leaving clothes, I head towards the water-

Passing boys and sandcastles, kids splashing through beach foam,

Dads tossing children into the brine- and moms and toddlers filling buckets...

Passing two girls jumping through waves-

At length, I find myself in open water (my toes won't touch bottom)-

The receding wave pulls me away from land- I begin to breaststroke

Parallel to shore- by small degrees my course slowly angles towards land...

I am "at sea"...then again, I am always "at sea"...