Julie with a B

Tuesday, January 18, 2005
 
The cool fog
Walking on the beach in the fog
The cold fog wrapped about me like cotton wool
The dog panting at my side
Sounds projected over space
Gentle swish of the waves
Chink and splash and woosh of the gulls
The dense feeling of weight on my shoulders
The thoughts and responsibilities like the fog crowding close
Heavy, cold, pressing down
The wet sand looked welcoming
To stop and sink and not think
To lie stretched against the cool damp
The cool damp sand against my cheek
To still the thoughts
To just stop

A gentle warm hand
Hey? Hello?
Reaching out
Lifting mine from the sand
Where are you going?
Did you need directions?
No
Thanks
Just a hand up, and a gentle push
Thanks again....

- posted by JulieB @ 3:49 PM
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