We are here
The free
The uninhibited
Lounging
Carelessly at the edge
Of deep indigo waters
Pebbles our only border
Between beaches of paradox
You sit nearby
Yet off to the side
Able to observe and participate
At will
The water feels cool
A warm current sails by now and then
Fish are absent when we swim
Just down the shore
Families play and barbecue
Always with one eye on the child
Who heads in our direction
~ c.p.grisold
© 2002