A Silhuette Shadow of a Ship Awaits..

A gentle, calm,serene lightly textured morning ocean A still day without wind and barely a hint of a wave Sand carved by a tractor leaves a steeper sand dune. Smooth sea surface soft sounding sandy shores. The tiniest of waves curl in a echoey glassy whisper Laden with shells pebbles,red coral, rich with seaweed A flat pale blue sea reaches out to a silhuette shadow of a ship awaits in anticipation on the dark blue horizon A grey warm windless sky greets the ocean hanging sometimes darker sometimes lighter on the horizon. Folklore says that souls of dead sailors are transformed into pale -eyed, black wing tipped, red webbed seagulls. I stand on the shore abundant with treasures of the sea waiting looking out to sea hoping for my love to return.