The Call of the Shore

There are times in my life, in my soul, that the sea calls and I must answer. I need to see the horizon fade into the blue, hear the sounds of the surf and the cry of the gull. There is a connection there, forged, I think, in the time of creation. With my feet in the surf I feel a sense of peace, as if somehow I’ve come home. Home to the whale’s spout, the salt on my tongue, the knowledge that I am part of something bigger than can be known. There are times in my life, in my soul, that the sea calls and I must answer.... 1/30/16