I sat writing this poem this afternoon while listening to the music by Shigeru Umebayashi. I think I may have played Yemeji’s Theme and Efude several dozen times. Music moves me into inspiration better than anything. Before I turned the music on, I was reflecting on how it would be wonderful to be as free and simple as a child. As an adult my mind is like a well-stocked bric-à-brac shop. Beaches are always beginnings. The emptiness of endless sand, sea and sky represents limitless potential. Sometimes you just have to dream, and play. We’re all kids after all.
Life is Beautiful Let’s say we’ll play like kids on a beach we’ll build a sand castle a home and then we’ll knock it down we’ll paddle, clean our knees and feet, in the salty font where dreams float forsaken and kids sit in shells and float away. Let’s say we find a rockpool, find life, in small forms flitting across a wet sky to hide in clouds of pink coralline we’ll have bread to eat on top of a mountain, watch a gull, share thoughts that don’t belong to us. Let’s say we’ll play like kids on a beach we’ll imagine the past neglects us leaves us playing together a long while longer.
