Water (Interlude)

Do you mind if I talk for a while about something I love?
about water, the ocean.
Ever since I can remember anything at all,
the light, the smell, the sound and motion of the sea
has been pure magic
Even the mere intimation of its presence:
gulls flying a little way inland, the quality of light in the sky
beyond hills which screen it from view,
the lowing of foghorns in the night.
So If ever I have to get away from it all
there’s simply nothing better
than to climb out onto a rock and sit for hours
with nothing in sight but sea and sky…