The kind of light that takes me to
the beach by my parents' home
The breeze carries salt to my lips
The goal is to reach the sea
Let it take you by the ankles,
the edges of your dress won’t mind
And then, in a way, you’re offshore
Your thoughts floats away from land,
from anchor
Into a new rhythm
You must go with her flow
Drift now, your toes far from below
God, don’t let me forget
This wild feeling, freeing