the healing power of salt

I have been a bit sick this week.

Nothing serious, just a head cold.

Still, I've had a hard time functioning on all cylinders.

So, today it was worse than it had been.

I finally got the time to go swimming.

The bay was really flat today.

Absolutely perfect.

I swam for a while, and hung in the water.

I watched the clouds go from pink to gray.

I breathed in and out

until my ears forgot the difference 

between my heartbeat 

and the waves breaking on the shore.

This is where I live;

where forward motion seems so small

the sand sneaks up on you, 

where the air is clear and the earth is round,

where saltwater is better than a prescription,

where everything flows.