Happy Place

“Breathe in, breathe out.
Breathe in, breathe out.
Find your happy place.”

I closed my eyes
and visualized
A great storm closing in.

Barefoot,
with my arms wide open,
Standing at the edge
Of a dock and we were rocking in motion
To the waves of a merciless ocean.

I was still,
with eyes turned heavenward
Watching charcoal clouds a-gathering

Lightning flashed
and thunder sounded.
Rain washed over me.

“Where did you go?”
“A beach,” one said.
“A cabin,” another told.

“And you,” he asked. “Where did you go?”
“To the edge of a dock”, I shared.
“What did you see?”
“An oncoming storm.”

And there, I was unafraid.