You Are Here

I see you in the waves —

your little boy laugh

in the small ones at the surface

light green glinting in translucence

catching merrily and falling back

breath held, bright bubbles rising

as he sinks

ecstatic with luckiness

treasure of the caught gift

weighty in his hand

In the large swells

I see your man strength

dark, rolling

rising at the right time

coming up with deep feeling

moving in the logic

of the present need

folding everything

into its potent flow.

©Wendy Mulhern

August 25, 2014