onwards and up wards

swam under the stars on a long shallow stretch of the only sandy beach there is on this side of the lake

walked lines in the sand tracing my conversation
grief
relief
comfort
love

there is something in the way sand catches you sinking into it
under stars
that could be
the
universe
helping to hold you
the heat of the sun hidden here
an embrace in the cool night

We had a good bye picknick;
friends and acquaintances (sometimes it is hard to tell the difference the common factor is that they are warm and kind and have fun)