The Wave Series: Air
The Wave Series: Air


The welcoming touch of cool breeze
On my face,
Wild, free and salty;
Blowing sand in my hair.
Working into a therapeutic rhythm
On my body, my soul.
I lie down on wet stands,
Feeling the thump of my heart.
I slowly slip into a trance,
Enveloped in a divine calm.
I am just a breath,
Nothing more, nothing less;
I wake up from my hypnotic haze,
My breath leaving no trace;
Life is but a wisp of air.