moment in Italy
I knew I wasn’t dreaming
but it was like I was
walking slowly toward the sea
empty houses
off season I guess
or just quietness
shops with smiling people
I was almost alone
for many moments I could see no one else
slumber on a sunny afternoon
waves sang as I walked the beach
looking for a shell
proof that I had been there alone
rows of empty beach chairs
this time was mine with the sea
a much welcomed silence
to just be.