There’s just something about a holiday, and the ocean, that inspires beautiful thoughts and emotions. For me that means trying to “capture” the images, and put the experience into words…

The Living Ocean

Lilting

lightly laughing

waves

tossing grains of loose sand,

ageless stones.

Air

lifted

long

by windy currents

lingers on the land

playing among the leaves,

tickling little larks

singing

lighthearted songs

along the dunes.

Lively little ones

look for lost treasures

along the wet sandy land,

liberally gathering shells

and limp seaweed.

Their laughter

kisses the breezes!

Twilight terns in their playground

gliding loosely

over land,

over water,

with liberty to stay,

as others leave.

Last of the visitors

lean,

listening

to lonely cries,

the music of the gulls.

Late,

silent

smooth lines

of water

caress the sand.

The shore,

empty,

except for the longing

which will last

eternally

for the

liquid motion

of the

living ocean.

[All words and photos mine. I hope they gave you some of the same peace they gave me. Hugs!]