Willingly, I lose
myself to the tide

restful draw of deepest blue
black. Waves caress,

enfold and submerge –
I emerge salt-scoured

beach buffed bare,
reborn of the Atlantic

water maiden walks on land; I stand,
stride on blonde sand

surrounded by summer shores
and heavenly headlands

at home amongst dune grasses
that waver on sound

another traveller, lost
and found.