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Safe Harbor '70

Updated on October 31, 2013
Corona del Mar, CA
Corona del Mar, CA | Source

I walk on this beach each morning

Leaving my footprints in the soft, drenched sand,

Prints that could have been left by anyone,

It's a poorly scribed, indistinct signature to leave upon the earth,

Easily erased by the next surging tide.

Others will walk this glistening shoreline,

Never knowing I was here.

A timeless sea stretches before me,

And I am dwarfed by its vastness.

I search for answers in the boiling surf,

Envious of the waves for their travels,

Covetous of their freedom to wander.

The crashing surf whispers on the wind…

and urges me to press on, press on.

Cayucos, CA
Cayucos, CA | Source

The wind presses my collar against my cheek,

Chiding me gently.

My place is not here…watching, waiting.

I ached for the peace of this quiet anchorage,

Now I long for the excitement of contests against the wind and spray.

I miss the crack of filling sails, the teamwork,

The lines taut as bowstrings with the morning breeze,

The spinnaker billowing as we run downwind.

When I was exhausted, I prayed for rest.

Now I am rested, and I know I must move on.

I've learned respect for the elements,

By pitting myself against them.

My strength was drained in the effort,

But the prize is worth the contest.

A tempest rages beyond that tranquil horizon

While I languish in this sheltered harbor.

Patience! I must be patient.

Other seas and other storms are mine,

And I will sail again.

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      Ed Palumbo 2 months ago from Tualatin, OR

      Dora, thank you for reading and commenting. There are times we find ourselves in a situation or environment that begs change, especially if it disturbs our inner peace, whether it's a job, a relationship, a living environment...and it's difficult to move on, but clearly more destructive to remain in place. That's a time to accept the necessity to press on. I had that in mind when I wrote this; I was in a comfortable (?) safe harbor, but knew it wasn't where I needed to be and I had to relocate. I moved from the East Coast to the West Coast, reestablished, and never regretted it.

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      Dora Isaac Weithers 2 months ago from The Caribbean

      Ed, after my devotional, this is the first piece I read this morning and I am blessed. So many messages including hope and patience and beautiful lines that are quotable: ""Envious of the waves for their travels," "But the prize is worth the contest," "And I will sail again." Thanks for a refreshing, meaningful read.

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      Ed Palumbo 3 years ago from Tualatin, OR

      I find considerable peace on a quiet, uncrowded beach, and inevitably there's a time for that. When I'm sitting on the beach watching the seabirds, listening to the waves break, smelling the salt air, it's a tonic for all the senses. I encourage you to revisit the beach and enjoy a moment (or a weekend, or longer) to screen out the distractions we normally live in a busy life. Thank you for reading and commenting. Best wishes.

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      Piemaker 3 years ago

      It has been years since I've gone to the seashore. though it's only a few hours away. You reminded me of things I'd forgotten, and maybe it's time I visit it again.

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      Ed Palumbo 3 years ago from Tualatin, OR

      Thank you for reading it! There is something about an uncrowded beach that encourages introspective thought. It's a great setting for planning, weighing options and remembering. Shortly after writing this, I relocated from the east to the west coast, and that was a decision I pondered at the time.

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      Paula 3 years ago from The Midwest, USA

      I loved both the photos and words. There is nothing like reflecting near the ocean, walking along the sand, thinking of the biggest and most important things in life. Patience seems such a part of things, but then before we know it, times have changed once again.

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      Dee aka Nonna 3 years ago

      I enjoyed this very much. I have always enjoyed being near the water. Visiting and walking along the seashore, ocean walkway, etc. Walking on the beach is one of my favorite things to do. It clears the head and can heal the soul. Voted up.

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      Gunnar 3 years ago

      Inspiring, poetic, and quite readable.

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      Tammy 3 years ago

      This beautifully captures the sea's siren call upon those who love her.