[photo taken by a friend on tour]
The charms of strolling by a sandy shore
emerge shyly with the soft hues of sea and clouds
mountains rising sheer beyond the distant blue
nature's miracles looking for a place to land.
Nothing on earth distracts me from my walk
no master do I have to hurry me away
a deserted beach may look bleak to some
for me I welcome the smell of salt and water.
My shoulders are bowed with guilt I carry
like chains I drag them around in my mind
but here I can expunge them with no shame
forgive myself to face my demons with fresh eyes.
Bare feet on sand and a lightness to my step
I prance and dance to the audience of the waves
a silent symphony only I can hear
a ballet rendition only I can applause.
I am loathe to leave and go back to my world
this place dry and treeless devoid of habitation
like one when creation must have first began
I shall enjoy with pleasure, slow and unhurried