Remembering the Waves

Remembering the Waves

The sun shines through my eyelids
I am remembering the waves
They offer the only comfort
To be had on sunny days
And when they touch my feet
And the wind grazes my hair
I taste the salty sweetness
Of the briny, sticky air

The sand is warm and moist
I make impressions with my feet
I'm gathering the seashells
That I probably won't keep
And the seabirds call to me
To join them on their dives
Alas the time has come
For me to open up my eyes

The atmosphere is dry
And no moisture touches skin
No toes upon the beach
No ocean to be in
I lift my lids to difference
The arid desert looms
I must be contented with
The Sonoran cactus blooms

-Marjorie Napier-