Oh, here where cold meets hot, wet meets dry, stillness of the sand by the drumming of the surf
To throw yourself into the wave and unknown and return again and again to the ever-shiftingsame secure shore.
Color still vivid as Eden’s first hues riot against white sand blue sky and reddened skin.
Helios’ last true follower, peaceful in still worship amongst raucous beach revelry offering body as sacrifice to the sun god.
Stress burns away, purifying: a chaotic soul at peace.
Psychoterrierpy 