Agamy

While living in Egypt, I was invited to go to Agamy, a small beach town off the coast of the Mediterranean Sea near Alexandria. The beach we attended was a private beach but very full with chairs and umbrellas. I was amazed to see food service available right on the sand. My first experience seeing the Mediterranean Sea was majestic and new as I saw the most beautiful gentle waves roll in. I was excited to get in the water and surprised to find it nearly jacuzzi warm and quite salty. This poem bubbled up quite naturely as I layed on the beach.

Agamy

White silk sand,

Made fine by crashing waves,

Slips through fingers like talc powder.

Clean, fresh scent of salt

Fills lungs of umbrella sheltered people.

As they, shades on, sit in chairs of colors

Facing the gentle waves of the Mediterranean Sea.

Ordered food comes fresh and hot to your seat.

Fresca with peanuts

Tingle taste buds,

Delightfully.

Salty Ocean cleanses all negativity.

Soothing waves rinse warm water to the skin.

Sunlight gleams making shimmery reflections of light,

Blinding me as I walk further into the oceans depths.

Transfixed on the delights of God,

We play in love

Lying on the sand we rest in quiet sounds;

The ocean gently

Meditating in the sun.

Words become unnecessary.