Are you sure it is safe?
I am sure,
If I am sure of anything, it is this, now
My feet were cold but the sand was warm
The waves waved, beckoned, tickled my toes so I laughed
So I did
And we swam
Through uncertain waters and merciless waves we swam
Drowning and tumbling and calling it swimming.
Looked forward, back
Shore looked different now
Changing each time we waded these waters
The waves grew tired, kissing,
Gently, pulling away when needed.
I looked at you – covered in casualties of sea
Can you see?
I could not
Are you there?
You were not
So I saw
And swam back
To my sure.