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.