From the beach, I saw them,
laughing, playing, splashing and acting overall quite silly.
Five adolescents lined up along the tiny ocean break,
hoping to catch some sun, some fun, and play.
From the beach, these five brought a smile to my face.
Their playfulness was not threatening and even though I had much to
learn about surfing,
still,
I paddled out, and hoped their silliness was contagious.
As I made my way across the stones,
and paddled towards the group,
I noticed something I had not seen,
from the beach.
They were not adolescents at all,
not even young adults.
This group of 60-ish men, were out there,
without a care in the world,
swimming, hanging ten, falling, and laughing.
Most of all, laughing.
We spoke very little, if at all,
but we laughed, and paddled, and floated, and tumbled
without a care in the world,
in a place so few go.
From the beach, I saw them,
and had I stayed with the sand under my toes,
and the blue line stretched out,
out of reach,
I would have never known their story,
and they would have never known mine.
Without a word, or care, or worry,
we managed, somehow, to communicate,
in a way that I would have never discovered,
from the beach.
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