HOME AGAIN


I lay on the beach
My back against cold sand
The early morning fog begins to break
The sun shinning through
A sweat starts on my brow
Wave after wave comes to shore
Slowly the tide comes in
The water brushing
Upon my feet
I feel the sand begin to move
I sit up and look into the distance
The ocean goes out forever
I rise
Wiping the sand away
A cool breeze
Gently blowing from the west
I stretch
Smelling the salt air
My nose tingling
I run into the water
And dive straight into the cold waves
My head spins with delight
I am home again


Michael V Hechtman