the day i met the sea
forty seven years
of land loving
i touched
the world
connected to
a wave
my birthday
shaved my
legs so
smoooooth
and silky
new shorts
jimmy buffet
shirt
awed by
sight and
sound
running into
tide
OUCH
shock of
stinging salt
water
risen
ankle to calf
rushed away
pulling sand
from under heel
sink a bit
in sand
and luxury
Padre in
january
girls gone wild
as seen on tv
replaced with
snowbirds
walking hand
in hand
with smiles
not chemically
induced
overpowering
wall of noise
caresses ears
with magnificence
fisherman
off shore
pole in hand
nigh invisible
in morning fog
indifferent
to his
insignificance
simply basking
in possible
bite of the
big one
stand
listen
feel
power bigger
than humanity
bag of seashells
dangled from
my wrist
my birthday
found me
born again
touching world
in wave