Pocket of Air


I did not see it coming


I forgot to breathe

Or that I even needed it

Until that pocket of air

Wafted in

And I recalled

How sweet it is

To be light

And the water receded

Though the shoreline remains

My eyes follow it

From the sun drenched sand

Trying to ascertain

Where the land begins

And the waves

Carried me in

I would like to know the negotiation point next time

For I am not really


To the beach I go to lose my mind and find my soul …

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