To walk the shore upon this day
hearing the waves caress the beach
as bare foot toes leave prints of afore
to gaze far out to the lands afar
and see the birds swoop and sway
crest fallen waves crashing
against hidden barriers
where a thousand million lives
go about their individual ways
the smell of salt cleansing the lungs
filling one self with a satisfied relief
of utter relaxation
as one drifts in and out
of a semi concious mood
utter devout and rested
in the arms of mother nature
and her resounding touching beauty
as the sun burns and falls
from the sky itself
to rest on the ocean bottom
and her sister the moon
shines her light
guiding you on home
to the peace and solitude
within that is a life
worth born
~X~
1 comment:
I really believe that beauty is in eyes of the beholder, and by the true sense of that statement I can tell you, that even this few words of poetic rythem settles min mind.
My mind of the all day..grind...of the all day explaning to ones that half follow...and half.....is what they find....in the small understanding of what they have left behind.....thank you. I love your site, Just to open it is beautiful.
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