How can I
wrestle my mind free
of the guilt
that arrives with
this lovely escape
to the ocean
and the intimate company
of Blue Moon.
I have missed her so
and the way she tucks herself
shy under the cover of clouds.
To my delight,
she slides smooth
out of the darkness
to greet me.
I cross the sand,
holding my breath
and all these secrets--
cool under my feet,
and laugh quietly
knowing joy
comes with the playful
sound of water
gentle at this shore
of all this
shining possibility.
Friday, August 31, 2012
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