A Ship Far Out..

A Ship Far Out

 

I woke before dawn and put on my leather jacket, jeans and boots.

I walked out of the hotel into a fine mist blowing off the Aegean Sea.

Our Hotel was on the shoreline, and though I could not see the water well in the darkness,

I cold hear it, taste it, and felt it in the steady wind blowing in from the north.

I walked along the shore for half an hour before the morning light changed everything.

There came a soft yellow haze, hints of red and gold.

I watched a man and his dog, a Vizsla, (a Hungarian sporting breed) they walked about forty yards ahead of me.

The man had on a fur hat, it was very cold in the wind and I wished I had one.

He and the dog must have done this hundreds of times, two friends with their ritual.

I walked till I came to an ancient lighthouse, in itself a work of art.

 I  turned around and headed back to the hotel.

The sun looked like a half sun on the horizon, painting the clouds a beautiful grapefruit ruby-red.

The mist turned to rain as the storm coming from the north was getting closer.

I didn't run or hurry my stride at all, I noticed a ship far out in the hastening light. 

 

wkm