Sea Thoughts

05.01.98

Echoes of the undulating stride
the toss of hair across shoulders
and the feel of my body 'gainst the sea,
all this returns to me
in this moment that I push harder
and yet farther.
Teeth clenched in determination
I smell the pride in my effort
I taste the salt of my victory
over this body
for this body.
Give me more;
I murmur the applause.
I tend to take the hard way out,
rather than the easy,
and my stride reflects that strength
like the sea.