Hidden truth

When I was a girl I lived by the coast.

On the edge of the shore of South Bay 

I remember thinking;

“Sometimes the sea is all I have”

Without thinking we often discount what is not affecting us.

The sand, the shells, the fresh air and the inevitability of movement.

It is only through the retrospective eye that I am able to recognise that sometimes all that we have isn’t necessarily apparent to us.