I remember that picture
the day I lost my wallet in the sea
but at that moment
standing knee deep in the astonishingly warm salty waves
sand covering feet
arms spread wide
body bent backward
eyes up to the ancient blue sky of Crete
I feel the double warmth of sun on face
and water on legs
and the strands of wire-like
worry around heart
release
this sea
so full of recorded history
myth and memory
is just/still blue water rolling up on shore
and I am one man/speck in the
panoply of the ages
but still
as I lie back and let the waves rock me like driftwood
the sky a greek quilt
sun scorching and sea bath warm
I create a healing
sacred
memory
to last a lifetime
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