Friday, October 19, 2007

A Jettie

I dont know what it is but from the sound of the first vave crashing its a feeling like no other. It's exciting its rejuvinating, it's overwhelming, it's new life, new beginings and its ends. Waves are so powerful to think about it everything here is made from the waves; the sand, the sound, the wind, the mist, the smells. thinking further, the beach is something anyone can enjoy; the deaf, the blind; someone with a really bad sinus issue who cant smell, its beauty in every form. Tonight is exceptionally beautiful, (and I've lived in california my whole life, it's not something i haven't seen before. ) tonight it's taken on a whole new light, i couldnt sasy for sure but. maybe it's the moon, its only half tonight but with the sky unusually clear it is extremely bright. Maybe it's the stars twinkling. maybe it's the amazing reflection of a cars headlights as it passes,(which is oddly dazzling). Maybe, Maybe it's just me.
to reflect back on my theory of the beach being a place for anyone i just passes 3 kids somking pot, a young couple kissing in the moonlight, and an elderly couple jogging(trying to hang on to that last bit of youth), then if you listen and look beyond the beauty of the waves, you can see the late night bikers up on the trail, the dedicated dog walkers, more joggers more couples (enjoying the beach from a far, unwilling to get their shoes a little sandy, then you hear up on the streets the parties at the bars. (to mention it is 10:30 on a thursday in October, obviously the beacch is enjoyable by not only everyone but at any time of night of any time of year). A wave crashes bringing you back once again to the serenity of the beach.
there looks to be a boat off in the distance, i couldnt imagine what theyre doing, i hope theyre not in trouble.
I've made my way down a jettie. i'm at the furthest, highest point (something i've never been able to accomplish with friends and family always telling me its too dangerous.(a deffinate benefit of coming here alone). it's nice up here, all other sounds are drowned out, all that is apparent is the waves the moon and me. I dont think anyone can see me here, not that there's anyone around to see, but it adds to the affect of the waves the serenity of now.
the tides rising i should head back

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