First dip

A warm and gentle breeze blows up from the water.
A woman arrives with a baby, pink and plump, wearing a mop cap and giggles.
The edge of the sea becomes somewhere phenomenal.
They undress and test the tepid surf that gathers, beckoning at their ankles.
They wade the froth and sink slowly into the blue-green forever with gasps of unexpected thrill.
It has them now within its soporific caress, soothing them with unstoppable ancient rhythm.