Reflections At the Sea

Gentle winds caress my wrinkled old skin, As I slowly sink in sea's softest sand. Gliding flight of seabirds seen once again. Beyond gray contours as sea touches land. Soft silhouettes float where birds claim their space. As I silently stare upon this view, I'll find warmer edges my eyes embrace, And find like you, I am just passing through. A moment cherished, to what will become. To wonder of my place in life's decree. To hear the same music from tides soft strum, Like the souls who've stood here long before me. As beautiful colors float in my mind. I'll hope the next old soul reflects in kind.