“The
waves of the sea, help me get back to me…” -Jill Davis
I remember those days, when the ocean crackled over our feet,
pulling us down, down, down.....
Building castles along the shore.
Telling magical stories of imaginary sea monsters.....
Wondering where the mermaids were hiding.
Did they use sea urchins to comb their seaweed hair?
We sang silly songs, standing on the edge of the abyss
Lapping at our bare feet.
Flinging froth at seagulls flying languidly into the wind.
We breathed salt from the sea. Dreamed our childish dreams.
Skipped rocks. Chased surf bubbles along the sand.
Then collapsed
in a heap of kelp
To watch the little Sandpipers strut their stuff.
I remember sitting quietly
on wind worn logs.
All those things......
when the sea calls my name again
And lo and behold, we’re children once more,
Wading in the water
Listening to it crackle like fire over the stones......
Tyee Spit, Discovery Passage, Quadra Island, Campbell River, B,C,
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