The rising tide

The rising tide

Out from my dock I slowly glide pushing against the incoming tide.
The laughing seagull says its hello,
gracefully skimming the surface with her beak in the water hoping to grab a spearing and add a "Ha, Ha, Ha" to my hearing!

The rising Sun is peaking above the waves, it's fingers of light add to my mornings delight.

The low clouds begin to glow with a golden hue as the Sun now in it's full glory with its blinding rays to spew.
To my delight a dolphin and her pup come up, their fins breaking the surface, she takes a breath with the old familiar puff.

As I set my course to where I know the fish hide, knowing that they always come and go with the incoming and outgoing tide.

I pray and hope that I can catch a boatload so my lovey tomorrow will pop them in her frying pan.
I must keep my eye on those billowing high clouds that often can turn mean, some travel very far offshore and they are no more seen.

Now that the tide has turned I must return to my home dock, a cool breeze has just arose, it whispers in my ear that something is coming fast which is to fear.

I start the engine and quickly shift into gear, the angry dark clouds begin to appear, they are black and grey,
a wind pushes strong against the bow trying to keep me at bay but now I sigh as my eyes see the
land close by, home at last just as the outgoing tide says it's final goodbye. Thanks Lord for another scary day that you protected me and I didn't die.

When it is hot during the day and a cool wind blows your way, if on a boat, what may be coming may not keep you afloat and make you cry,
be careful as this old boater has just told you why.

Author Ken, October 2, 2015