BEACH CLOSED


First, they sent the dogs
And it became a dog’s toilet,
So, we moved to more remote areas.

Then they burnt the restaurant
So, we carried our own water and fruit
To the fringes of the liveable sands.

So as not to dry out like desert dates
We became slimmer and saved money.

Then they closed the parking lot
So, we walked miles on foot
We got fitter and saw more of nature.

What we saw became more beautiful
With each countering passage
For those of us who persevered.

Now there is hardly a soul left,
But those who are, are strong and fit.

Dune flowers are blooming again
Without the constant threat of trampling feet
And everywhere you can hear the rhythm of the sea,

White waves breaking and reforming refrains
Without the cries and shrieks of spoiled children
Or the barking of undisciplined domestic beasts.

We felt how beautiful everything is
Sub-human, man absent from God’s creation.

And even his attempts of countering and ruin
Were turned into creative and regenerative forces
Within us now greater love’s awareness courses.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2026

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