Ocean Breath

The path leads straight into the water
it's as clear as day
the only way to go is down,
follow the white broken lines
follow the cars
just follow,
but you're happy to,
the sun and wind in your hair
the ocean spread out before you
as the road you take goes straight into its depths,
it seems
you speed up,
awaiting
anticipating
the salty air permeating
your being
you want to be breathe water
you want to be the water
fluid,
in motion,
overwhelmingly beautiful
breathtakingly wonderous
you sense no danger
as the wide open road
propels you foward
and the ocean welcomes you
with open arms
but at the last second
it curves,
you turn the wheel
follow the white broken lines
around the bend
the foliage
obscuring the water
the beauty you see no more
you mourn its loss
but you know it wasn't meant to be.