My daughter said “come visit me.” I hate to fly.
There are no roads from our house to hers.
I get seasick on a ship.
I decided to walk on water.
I packed my gear, in waterproof sac,
Including GPS and cellular phone,
to let her know my ETA.
The cab driver stared at my flippered feet
when he dropped me off at the beach.
I waded into water and waved goodbye to land.
I caught a swell which like a salver borne from Neptune
carried me along the sea
then gently served me upright on the golden shore.
“I’m here!” I called my daughter, announcing
I was ready to walk on land again.
– Eloise Van Niel
