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I’d
like to take you on a journey….. take my hand and lets walk along the beach
together, just you ….and I. As we step onto the sun warmed fluffy beach
top, our bare feet sink deeply into its hot surrounding smoothness. ..Our
steps are slow and determined as we breathe in the slightly dense salty
air. ..Your hand feels warm but tense in mine.. I smile up at you and see
a flash of
sunlight
twinkle in your gray eyes…We hear the roar of rolling waves in the distance
tho we can not from this angle see its sandy shores…
Our
calf muscles tighten a bit as we work our way up the slight incline hoping
soon to catch a glimpse of the cresting waves. We feel warm summer sun
on our faces our shoulders and chest, baking into us its golden rays and
the breeze of the ocean in contrast cooling and soothing these sun kissed
places. As we reach the top of the mound of pale silken sand that seems
to
stretch
to the left and to the right endlessly, we pause and drink in the beauty
of the sights before us. Now we have full view of the mesmerizing deep
aqua span that deepens and darkens till it touches the soft muted horizon.
We watch as the gentle roll surges and lifts and capsizes into foamy white
bubbles that touch the darkened gray sandy shore line. Stretching out as
far as the eye can see is a deep bluegreen mass of rippling energy, the
ocean. We watch the ebb and flow , the push and pull of the glistening
water as it dances playfully , its shimmer and sparkles bidding us to come
closer and envelope its magnificent beauty Letting go of your hand, I
run ahead playfully, feeling the increasing wetness beneath my feet. In
the cool moist sand foot prints leave a hint of where ive been. I hear
your long strides behind me as we get closer to the edge of the sea. A
whole new world of life is revealed. Scattered among seashells and pebbles
shiny wet, a hermit crab sideways scoots out of waters path. Tumbling seashells
slow in
their
roll as the sea draws back into itself. Half shells, broken shells everywhere.
Little pieces of deep green seaweed scattered here and there. Mute soft
shiny colors of life and life that once was scattered along the shore.
Teasing the water I stand just out of reach , watching it come closer and
retreat, closer and closer and retreat until by surprise its swift
approach
tickles my feet. The sounds of my giggles lost in the caressing winds.
Slowly I move forward, letting wave after wave slide gently over my toes
and feet. I feel the sand shift beneath my feet, mixed ocean and sand massaging
me ,cool and gentle, soft and soothing. The sounds the coolness call to
me and I move into more of its deep blue. I feel the soft water rise
to my
ankles and retreat. Steady but very slowly, I move toward the flow, now
feeling the water rise above my ankles and the tiny tickles of its bubbly
foam. Deeper and deeper I go ever so slow, feeling the wet coolness reach
my mid calf and feeling the splash of miniature drops of crested wave moistening
my lower body. Deeper and deeper I go feeling more of the tug and flow.
Its
coolness refreshing, I reach out for more. Dipping my hands into its salty
wet mass as the water with each careful step does rise. Closer now to those
rolls of white, and the shower of tiny drops they provide. Now waist
high , I pause and raise my hands up to the sky. Feeling wave after wave
crashing , splashing around me. The turmoil, the pull, the tug of
its weight
against
mine. Closing my eyes for a brief few minutes, I imagine all my care and
all my worries subsiding under the roar and roll of this beautiful sea.
Twisting and tumbling all care and concerns from me. Pulling them
out far far out into the deepest part of the sea, far away from me. I feel
it pull me from my waist into its depths, like an ardent lover and
friend this deep
blue.
I resist not and welcome its sweet cool embrace. Letting it caress me with
its not so gentle hand, until at last I’m past its rolling thrashes and
shoulder deep relaxing in its temperate masses. Soaking shoulder high,
I feel the lift and light pull of this body of blue and looking to my left
I see you standing beside me. Relaxing in this mild bobbing beauty, words
are
not
needed, thoughts simply drift in and out as lazily as the passing clouds.
I stretch my arms out from my sides and release my foothold on the sandy
sea floor. All the world for one brief second stands still as I slowly
sink into my gentle blues arms. Quiet envelops me as I float in endless
space. ….. Moments later that seemed like hours on end, I slowly
push upwards till my
head
breaks through the smooth glass surface . I lay back to float lazily
on top the sparkling sea and notice that you too are floating, bobbing
up and down in the gentle wave. . Looking upward our eyes rest on skies
filled with marshmallow pillows… floating ever so slowly. The bottoms rimmed
in a darker blue hue fading upward to almost a translucent white. In the
distance
we see
diving seagulls searching and soaring in the gentle ocean winds. We hear
their babble and persistent cries. Dipping, diving and sometimes just hovering,
what a sense of freedom flight must be. I let my imagination soar and I
drift in spirit among the clouds. Up ….Up... and high above everything
that would hold me bound. Lazily I pretend to use the fluffiest white
puff in
the
sky as my pillow and let my head sink deep into its soft downy surface.
In my minds eye I push a cloud closer to me and snuggle in its warm softness.
Squeezing it gently, feeling the multitude of warm summer colors flow around
me in its pure white light. The sounds of the ocean seem distant and faint.
There is a quiet calm that rests over me, bathing me in its peace.
I
linger
there for I know not how long, floating, drifting in warm delight. Slowly
and gently …. I fade back to reality, the motion of the sea lulling me
to its luxury. Again I stand on ocean bed, feeling the sand squish between
my toes, and I smile at you, and you take my hand. Feeling a pebble here
and there, we begin our walk back to the shore. Slowly we make our way
back, feeling
the
tug of the ocean against our thighs, our legs and our bodies, as if asking
us to tarry longer. Stay…stay …stay… the waves seem to pound. We feel the
difference in our bodies weight, no longer buoyant from the sea, just dripping
wet and softly sparkling, we find our place in the sun and on a lush
green blanket we lay, our whole being drenched in warm sunlight. Silent
and still our bodies inwardly still swaying to the ocean tide. Sweet beams
of soft yellow light caress us and we rest quiet and still, listening
to the sounds of the tumbling sea. Peaceful and still.