October

I can breath
For the first time
In a long time.
I am away
I am alive
And the secret place
Inside me
Is released
Into the blue

Red sky at night
The sailor’s delight
Sand on my feet
Salt on my tongue
I can breath
I am laughing
With the release of it.
Pressure is gone
No more beneath the blue
I’m flying
Like the swans of the ocean
Cresting the gold
Catching the spray
I am alive
One inside my head
Pulsing the rhythm as I run
But I am still
And that’s a good, good thing
To Be.
God, I feel so good.

The surfers
How they grin and tease
What a beautiful thing
To push into the force
To make yourself stand on water
Then
To be swept away
To lose your grasp
To disappear beneath
Catch your breath
And struggle
To rise
Break the surface
Wipe the salt from your eyes
From your mouth
Shiver
Just a little
In the October blue
Yet my fire
Is so warm
Protecting me from within
I can do anything
I am everything
Sweet wonder.

A little girl’s call
catches me
Look daddy, at my kite
I’m flying
Higher! Shouts the father
Let go. Go higher!
And she does.
I pick up the rhythm
And run farther
Teasing the surf
I can’t stop grinning
Just can’t stop laughing
Sweet escape
The surfers grin and wink
Like the stars coming out
Above
And you by my side
Makes this a good, good thing.