On the Beach

It’s a rainy day on the beach. Bad news is never far from our day to day reality but we are always surprised when it somehow finds us, as if it were all just a profound mistake. Are you sure you have the right guy? Depending on the severity of the bad news our first inclination is some level of denial. Anyway, that’s what the experts say. Over time you come to the realization that you are not and never have been exempt! So when that bad news does arrive, why not just roll the dice? Why not go jogging in the surf even if it’s raining.

Let me not ask favor this day,

For our time soon must end.

The Hummingbird hovers then flees,

A flower to attend.

Like birds we flit from chore to chore,

Consumed by endless day.

But we all know that night must fall,

And send us on our way.

The weather will bring what it may,

A storm upon the sea.

Thick clouds upon the horizon,

A rainy day for me.

Farewell blus skies in days of old,

My thoughts like heavy weights.

Will you come and sit next to me,

Share my uncommon fate?

Let’s take a chance on the morrow,

Go jogging in the surf!

Let’s roll the dice and spit the spice,

Lie naked on the turf!

Unscripted, that’s life, some would say.

So little left to hold

Once the final account comes due.

If simple truth be told.