Walking on the beach

April 30, 2011


Walked on the beach today.

S’like nothing else.

For ironing out.

The wrinkles.

And the kinks.

For submerging.

Thoughts.

With sea sounds.

And finding balance.

In sneakers.

On sharp mossy rocks.

For feeling presence.

With footprints.

Disappearing in wet sand.

And filling pockets and hearts.

With driftwood.

And tumbled sea glass.

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