Ocean Reprieve

Soft sand beneath my feet.

The warm sun gives me a hug.

There is hope in the heat.

With eyes shut, I can feel the gentle beat.

There exists a symphony playing upon the shore.

The caressing breeze makes me want more.

Swaying palms are far from done.

Hands held.

Smiles shared.

Being here my pleasure soars.

Crashing waves of oceanic lore.

Mermaid tales.

Life on the beach sails.

It sails by. . .

The sand on the beach.

The sands of time falling through the hourglass of life.

Gentle breaths.

The horizon holds hope.

Playful thoughts of ocean life.

Salty smelling memories.

This all brings reprieve to those that love the beach.

© 2012 Elizabeth Rockhill