Before the season sends me home
I have to take a moment to absorb my surrounding
Mist filled and salty
The air here is my rejuvenation
I had forgotten the feeling of an open wind, fresh off the coast
able to lift all sorrowful thought from consciousness.
These waves, strong and much larger than the average
As if pressing against my body, attempting to make contact with the soul
Freezing to the bone, yet warmer than this air
My heart breathing each repetitive movement that seems unison for miles
I accept them each, knowing
I am the only companion they've seen for days.
I say a prayer for the waves
and the beach that holds them
I feel they are a gift to us all.
I say a prayer for this world
and the people who watch over it
For they are each to be praised.
Heading home,
A quick thought passes through,
one of the best, and I cannot help but smile to myself
Sunset on a beach with a person I cared for most
The vision is always way to clear
As if I were their again to watch from another's perspective
It is this, my only happy thought
which takes me through the seconds I wish did not exist
I shiver. As I am alone here.
Its fine. I have never been a stranger to that cold.
Finally content with this world. I am home bound for the night.