Waves

I lost you.
Today, I go to the beach.
The waves attack me.
They pull me down.
Am I drowning?
How shall I survive?
I pick myself up only to be swept under again and again.

I lost you.
Today, I go to the beach.
The waves are so unpredictable.
The under toe threatens to take me out to sea.
How shall I survive?
I learn to become a strong swimmer with many different strokes.

I lost you.
Today, I go to the beach.
The waves are a little rough today.
Some are high enough to pull me under, but others make me smile and laugh.
How shall I survive?
I will dive through the dangerous waves.  With the others, I will play and find joy.

I lost you.
Today, I go to the beach.
Aren’t the waves beautiful?

By Beth Kellerman

June 26, 2015

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