Still

Wednesday, November 3, 2021



At ocean’s edge

Cool soft sand 

Caresses my feet

As I run

Farther away

Escaping the day

Buried seashells quaver

As though calling my name 

Focused on the horizon

My mind begins to ease

With every step

I’m uplifted

With each colossal crash 

I’m carried by waves

A feather in the wind

Slipping into the past

To another dimension

Where I’m with you again

At last

Free to breathe 

This familiar scent 

Of salty air 

And balmy breeze

I’m exactly where

I want to be

Where we’d meet

Beneath the glow 

Of a shimmering moon

Along the waters edge

Our dancing silhouettes 

Held forever in 

A gentle mist

Where time stands still

In this sacred place

Where sand meets sea

A treasure trove

Of loving memories

Where you still 

Hold me tenderly

In the eternal rhythm

Of the song of the sea

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