no sooner did I step off the plane
than I ran to sit at her feet.
to humble myself in her presence
to let her wash over me.
with the awe of a child I gaze at her
and listen to the sound of her voice.
the waves crashing one by one on the sand
no other sound compares to this.
I took off my shoes and let the sand
crawl between my toes.
I walked to the edge of the water
and let it tickle my skin.
it was like the feeling of a lover’s touch
after years of time apart.
I felt alive and renewed
everything in me woke up.
the sun, the sky, the sand, the sea
the home that I cannot find.
anywhere too far away from her
and I ache until she is near.
I walk the length of her shores
one foot in the sand, one in the sea.
the balance between the two
is tangible even now.
I drink in the beauty of this moment
like an addict getting a fix.
just a few days in her warm embrace
and I will be leaving her again.
she is home to me, she’s always been
I cannot stay away for too long.
and as another change looms in the distance
I let the feeling of her wash over me.
fearful of the distance that will come
between me and this love of mine.
the crashing waves seem to be saying
that they don’t want me to go.
FOR d'VERSE POETS