/*23 Breaths: Home after a long absence*/

Wednesday, June 19, 2013

Home after a long absence



Cold clean sand underfoot
Makes that special “cruch” you don’t hear anymore
With so much dirt in the sand
But it’s here this morning
Welcoming me back

As I walk along
My favorite stretch of beach
You can still beach comb
They can't bring in the big machines
To groom the sand

The swell isn’t as good as earlier in the week
The tide a little too high
But it’s my first surf in months
So I don’t complain
In fact I'm giddy with excitement

The time honored ceremony is the same
The surf check
The suit up
The walk

My wetsuit is dry
Dry as my whistle
Dry as my gills
Dry to the bone

I stretch and I walk
The water surrounds my ankles
And I’m home
After a long absence


1 comment:

Robin Thomson said...

Delighted for,you Prana. I hope it was a good one!