Along the Shore:
Listening to the soaring of seagulls,
as they past by they would be whispering hello.
Feeling the chill of the icy cold water
as it surrounds me with it’s familiar
the sharp crisp breeze,
Seeing the smashing waves,
Feeling the cold rocks beneath my feet.
The beauty of the horizon.
Exposure to the ocean
Leaves me feeling secure and safe
while tasting salty water among the flowing current.
Moved by the streaming crest -
the soothing vibe of the singing waves,
cradling the sleepy children beneath the moonlight.
The soft voice of the wind,
blowing through my seaweed-like hair.
Swaying branches of the coconut trees,
laughing at the dancing water,
Sprites frolicking across the shore.
Inspired by the ocean’s weaving movement,
as it indulges in harmony.