LIKE A POEM – I walk on the beach near the tide pools & stop & stare. Drink in the beauty of pelicans diving for fish. A fishing boat is off in the distance. Bait fish like mackerel & anchovies always mean bigger fish feeding & the birds. Oh the birds. Beautiful pelicans dive, twist & fluidly enter the water with a huge splash. Better than any Olympic sports ever. The surfers sit nearby on their boards watching for waves. I wonder if they can see the bait fish around them & if perhaps I should take up surfing today so I can be closer to the pelicans. Like a poem that fills my soul. Pelican dreams.