A moments indecision

Where Great Whites

have killed 2, I hear

And 5 were crushed to death

On that very beach,

I was almost swamped

in that tide line lost my breath

A wave came in

a crazy wave

and filled my boots with sand

The pull was mighty from the sea

which didn’t feel too grand

To felt myself sink rapidly

It Shocked me to the  core

I  had pulled myself back from the brink

I had  kind of won the war

I clambered up the sand

I did

Happy to be free

Heart’thumping I was walking

In  dry  sand earnestly

The sea had felt wet, and frightening

Thank God I had the power

To find my own reality

Wthin what was the now