At one with everything

The depth of summer The end of July A scorching heat dome rides over the West Temperatures in the 100s Same in Spain, France, Portugal and even London Fore clouds over two continent No relief in sight No rain only more blistering heat__ I lie on a damp shelf of sand Ditch Plains Beach The North Atlantic laps at my toes Temp high 60s Waves break on the beach Vacationers swarming from the parking lot Loaded with chairs unbrellas, food, blankets kids Everyone happy Not a worry of fires or heat Temperature rising into the 70d Dog owners call to their dogs A small dog licks my face My first snuzzle in months An apology from the owner I smile Say No problem I haven't spoken since the dawn Not one word Not even in my head Now two__ I shit my eyes I rolled on my stomach Onto the damp sand Open my eyes Millions of grains of sand beneath me Not one with a name I pick one Clyde Close my eyes Open Clyde once more millions of grains of nameless sand__ Same as meA Neanderthal One of the last But One of billions of living creatures On Terra More one with the sand than my own kind__ No one but surfers in the water Time for my morning plunge Into the North Atlantic A mother to us all Me The sand All__