Sunset Storm

In one direction the sun is escaping in the other, the storm clouds are green. The gulf waters tired from a day of relaxing hollow shell concert serene. Swept up pink skies in a moment bright red clash with the lightning’s shade. The sand cools down suddenly, like the day we were wed and into the water we wade. Fish darting silver lick past our legs we shuffle our feet with the tide. The stingrays sweep off toward the farthest sand bar as we watch the grey pelicans dive. Thunder cold rumbling in the heat of the sky burnt cheeks soothed while I dive. Sun slips underneath me, storm rains above me, underwater, I know I’m alive.