By the Sea

I stood by the sea's watery edge where words, there is no need for, everything is washed away by the sea; the beautiful full moon of October glared back at me. The shine of rays are broken by the rippling of the waves, by night, by day. The warmth of the wind came and then the mornings blue was reborn. Peace possesses me without mind or voice, leaving this healing my choice. Seduced by the elemental pathway, solitary places and the fragrance of the salty air blowing seafoam everywhere. Beautiful solitude and the sand left that moment an irreplaceable rapture at hand.