pacific baptism....

the ocean is my temple...

i tasted your waters

from the day of my birth

i am the son of the pacific

brother of your current

and today

i brought my daughter to you

to play in your waves

to wrestle your tides

she and i together

spending morning and afternoon

within you

and you baptised her

made her one with me

together

we shared the salt of many

though not tied in blood

tied forever in this one moment

our skin red and battered

hair matted and wet

filled with sand

smiles and laughs

our moment

tied together

by you...

 

 

Author's Note

this was written at huntington beach, california....i had spent the entire day swimming with my youngest daughter and thought about how i used to do the same thing, at the same age, in the same ocean...and came out with this

Reviews

[Jonathan De Elvira]

This one had a strong sense of sensuality in it...Very different from your usual works...
I loved how you told the story. yeah, usually the children from offspring would tent to return to the same place like people before him/ her goes. Very descriptive.

[Ashesh]

Beautiful poem! .. surely a moment to remember. I wish i had a daughter, jealous me. :)

[deeps]

emotive piece of write. I like it.

[.]

your emotional side comes out strongly in this, there is a touching simplicity in the words..but they hold much depth. nice work

[Michael of Gilead]

Love it, love the connection through the ocean.

I have walked the lands of my ancestors, I feel them.

[Jas Alejandrino Ramos]

a one of a kind poem...nice piece of writing you have there:)

feels like me and my daughter.

[NoneOfYourBusiness akaK..]

sweet side of you~ =)~ beautiful currents~

[Robin]

the magic of the pacific and of a tradition passed along . brought back memories of the B's further south and those on the central coast ..