The Red Sea

The cold touch of water
spreads between, my toes.
Heated wind tickling my skin.
In awe the horizon gleams with
all of its glory, to fill the sky
with such beauty, such colour,
followed by darkness.

Crimson, Sapphire, Charcoal – Black.
A cycle of endless, change.
The colours blend together like holding hands:

Far beyond my eyes, the water line edge.
Mystery prevails, my thoughts.
Islands scattered far and wide,
places to explore. Culture to devour.
Who else has stood before me?
Watching the sun, dip into the red waters?
To be replaced by a silver disc
of light and possibility?

Golden heat, beneath my feet it burns.
Never will I experience such
tranquillity and aroma.
Even the air smelt
different.

A far cry from the musty aroma of
home.This was exciting.
Warm. Spice.

Closing my eyes,
I remember
every heartbeat,
every sense.

For I will hope to return here,
one day. Another soul, will take
my steps. Watch the same sun.
Swim in the same waters. I have
to return to familiar ground.