Losing Yourself

my feet are in the water,
the waves move easy
over my ankles,
they feel the broken shells,
pebbles, sand and larger rocks
beneath the surface;
my face stretches up
to the warmth of the afternoon sun,
I don't feel the early spring water's
aching rattling my bones,
nor the gentle breeze
passing through my hair;
I close my eyes to the blue expanse
shimmering towards an endless horizon,
I am lost
in the peace of this moment
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