Coast

How far away
must I be
to not be
at the coast?
A metre, ten, a hundred,
more,
or what?

Or is it where I…
see the sea not,
hear the waves not,
smell the tang not,
taste the salt not,
feel the breeze not,
think about it not at all.

The hardest is the last,
that lingering nature,
that is hard to let go.
But how can anyone forget the sea?
But how can anyone hold it either?
The sea for us is just in the relishing of it in the moment,
for it is a sea of change.