Nothing To Lose

On a California day I stand toes in the sand Sipping the sanguine truth. That deep blue water Has laid many a man to rest. To me it is like a dream Both real and out of grasp. I dream of row boats And a woman in a summer dress. We talk and laugh About the trials that life as laid At our feet. The tide carries us out to sea But we don’t notice Until it is too late. Then frantically I try to row us ashore. We wring our hands, Make excuses And try desperately to make light Of our situation. My muscles ache as I pull against the current Is it too late? And then we spot a frigate And wave them to our side. They tow us in past the tide As we sit and sip our wine And laugh at our luck. It is easy to be free When you have nothing to lose.