Here we are some people enjoying the last rays of sun before
Summer’s end.
Butterflies and diamond needles clean the sand of what seagulls
left behind.
The sun on my back, the wind in my face, my dog at my feet
While I continue my half-hearted surveillance of fellow Sun
sifters.
All around swirl threats and menacing claustrophobic edicts.
Dark forces believe they wield the power of life and death
over me.
Deep down from the depths of my soul I hear, “Let there be
Light!”
A primal desire drove me to the sea and the surf with their
timeless tides
To engrave the teal bathing suit, the red, green and yellow
fish
Of an umbrella with flapping edges on the covers of my eyes.
Blonde, brown, black and gray-haired heads with smiles greet
me
Like peals of bright white on a star-studded night I’ll hold
on to the sight.
The ocean’s foam encircled my toes cooling hot feet turning
salty sweet.
I came to the Light with my spirit low.
The miracle I sought could never be bought.
No water turned wine yet wonderfully divine.
My skin glowing gold is a joy to behold
Is a reminder to self, “Stand and stay bold!”
Yvonne Anzolone
September
13, 2021
Rockaway
Beach
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