maggiern, I am so happy you had a peaceful time at the beach. I love the beach too and love the sound of the waves crashing on the shore. Hold onto the memories you made at the beach and when your feeling sad, remember there is a beech somewhere waiting for you.
Beach Sand by Raymond Foss
Maybe it is the memories
the change of pace that brings us there
the sense
of vacation
maybe the smell of the place
the sights of the gulls, the
dunes, the grasses
but oh it is the feel of it,
the crunch and slide of
it
the feeling of beach sand
so different from dirt, soil, loam
no, not
earthy, moist, rich,
but oh so granular and gritty
even when
wet,
moveable paper spreading under toes
sliding beneath the
soles
smoothing my skin
clearing my mind
unburdening me of the
rest
drawing me to the tactile, the feel
of beach sand.
Blessings,
Kitt