We walked along the shore on the birth of light of a new morning,
I could hear the waves rush in and fill the sand
Overflowing then back out again
And I hunched over like an old hunched backed lady
Searching for that ellusive trinket,
The black sharks tooth notorious down here
And I stopped
Not for anything in particular,
Just because someone whispered in my ear to stop and listen,
“Can you hear that” the voice said.
And I think it was Hafiz,
(Thank you Michael for that) because I see him at times,
Not in red of course, more of a multi colored illuminated coat of sparkles-
Almost as the elf on the shelf in a way
But more prized,
All full of mischief and good things though.
And as the water filled the sand around my feet
There was the sound,
And if I had to compare it to anything,
It was like a thousand bubbles in champagne
Jumping forth from the glass for a celebration,
But here I was at the beach and the New Years celebration,
Yes, it was that very night,
So many hours away and I knew myself enough to know
I wouldn’t be up that far to greet that particular moment,
And I think he knew that and wanted me to celebrate in my own special way.
So I listened to the sounds and the ocean as it resided back into itself,
I found for but a moment in time forgot all about those ellusive little teeth,
And it was like the creation around me was reaching up,
I was looking, searching for that one special specimen,
But when looking about me came to realize,
It wasn’t about the treasure,
For I was living the treasure….with the water pulling and tickling my feet
And the laughter that sprang forth from within me I looked up
And there I saw a cloud drift by laughing too,
And I think you tipped your cap on your way back home
And I was so very content.
It is possible to find this contentment.
When I stopped searching,
The treasures found me stumbling about in bubbling surf
And a toast of all good things found me waiting on a friend
Who always delivers when least expected.
I found a tooth, or five, doesn’t matter,
I found a more special gift that is priceless
in the letting go
And The being
and the simple joy of laughter
That I knew so long ago as a child
Sipping just a touch of champagne swirling about my toes below a yellow sun,
On just a day, yet still on a special day,
Just like every day that find me,
In the company of friends.
I had to dedicate this to my friend Michael over at Embracing Forever as his little friend Hafiz seemed to have found me far from my home on a beach searching, yet finding the unexpected and quite embracing the gifts of the day. The sounds of the water leaving the sand sounding like bubbles up a champagne glass. Happy sounds truly. I had to smile and still am as I pen this.