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SEA SPRAY OFF THE SOUND
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JOURNAL #6 the beach was quiet as I soundlessly strolled
but its mother the ocean whispered gently as
she rolled
and over by her crashing wave's beauty
I was indeed quite taken and yet bowled
I wrapped my sweatered arms about me in dire attempt
to keep at bay the morning's wind filled cold
as I turned to watch its harsh whip like display
I found little inner peace in the eye of the so real
storm
as its dark and determined danger upon my path before
me was born
its father the wind rebelled against the presence of
the shoreline's trees
his harsh and angry activities brought me quickly
to my jean clad knees
there was no possible way to calm his terrible tyrant's
temper with merely one feminine vocal caress
where this horrific hostility came from
I would be hard pressed to doubtlessly guess
he sensed my adamant refusal to let myself fear him
as I picked up a deadened branch and gazed at its
brutally broken limb
what a terrific pity the destructive wind couldn't see
how his actions mangled, mutilated and murdered such
a tiny helpless tree
the Sea Spray bathed my stricken face in what seemed
like an attempt to heal this fresh felt feeling
of helpless hurt
and as she did so
her salt watery arms
wetly embraced my shirt
the cold I never minded very much
but the wet added to it
made me feel too damp to feel my own touch
as all the surrounding forces instantly quieted
and I rose carefully to my bare and pinkened feet
I felt the oddest yet warmest sensation
one that I'm not sure I can clearly repeat
it's like the devil had spoken and fought me
for my very soul
and GOD stepped in
came to my rescue and took back what the devil
had wrongfully stole
afterward, as I gazed into the sea's churning blue
green eyes
it's as if GOD and I said our temporary goodbyes
I then gazed up lovingly into the lazy sleepy skies
breathed in once more the ocean's soothing, lovely
scent
then slowly back to my cabin tucked away in the Sound
I softly went
knowing that up until that moment
I never knew true love as it was fully meant
and that I'll never forget those indescribably sweet
moments with GOD that I spent.................
( written March 7, 1992 am)
