The Beach Hut Reflections

I’m safe up here.
Watching the sea
While it watches me.
Keeping our distance.
Ignoring occasional
Fits of furious
Waves rushing,
Smashing fists
Retreating ashamed
Soon after.

I’m safe sat here.
Watching confusion.
Calm to spitting
In one roll of the tide.
And I am comforted.
How well the sea
Knows me in
My quiet turmoil.
I have found
A friend.

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