The ocean can make you view water in such a different way. While floating on my back in the gulf, I felt engulfed and out of place.

Land?

You can try hard to isolate your self from what you cannot control by getting far away from it. You could go to a point that you forget that it’s out there. Yet coming on the ocean’s fringe I am reminded of how fragile I am, and how consuming it is.

Wandering…

I went scaling up and over huge granite rocks, from the past, deeper into the ocean. I slipped twice and the water crashed over me more times than I could remember. The keys were lost, so I was put at the mercy of a man’s kindness and another’s patience.

Home

Surprisingly through the waves I saw a face and heard a song. It cleared the confusion long enough for me crawl to a corner to sleep.

Sleep was covered with silence while I was breathing in sand

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