There's the exit door
Handle-less

Into the salt my body floats
Floatsam licks at my arms
Blackness beneath
Sand at my back,
                       rocks at my lungs
Water pours into my mouth and down my throat
Silent in the roaring abyss
Rock me gently to sleep?
I've become the waves, become the sea
   A drop of water against the might of the tide
Close my tired eyes and fade.

Into the wind a lonely gull hovers
Wings flap against the current
You. You call out through the thick air
You are deafening.
You are deafened.
   You search for crumbs
              Picking pieces off the surf.

Fresh morning
Bluest of skies
Not one cloud to be seen
The sun in your eyes
Warm breeze
Beach sand tickling the feet
Close your eyes
Let it be
Do what you must today
Have fun
You don’t know what will come your way
You don’t know what tomorrow brings
and ...... if it comes along.
So.....
Carpe diem!!


Shell ✨🐚