Taking a load off

Let’s just sit a while and think about it
You grab some sticks I’ll find some grass or some of those dry Casuarina needles on the sand.
Strike the match put it close, listen to the crackle as the flame takes to wood
Fill the billy, ease back in the sand and listed to the dawn emerge as the horizon appears from the hazy night.
When the shore birds rise an wheel it’s not for us, it’s for the coming of day and the joy of first light.
As the tin can begins to simmer and spit, what was it you said? What does it matter.
Sit, sit, just sit and be in the confluence of fire and sun with the sea to draw you further and the shore your anchor.
Sit breath, sip on this hot brew and do not say a word.

Published by David F

Disorganised Dilettante

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