Before I Do

Memories wash over me, seafoam retreating to reveal something deeper under the sand I dig in my toes, feeling the cool water between the grains cushioning my feet emotions rising up within me like the new tide The waves crash, violently, thunderously The flash of lightening a shock to the senses The air is crisp, electric as the rain begins to pound down beating down the earth to compel yet more void to fill turbulent and beautiful, the maelstrom arrives on time. I stand still, the wind whipping around me stinging my face ocean salt mingling with the feelings pouring from my eyes and brave the storm Like a masthead cutting through the surging sea I wait, knowing that soon the clouds will break before I do.