Judith Kerttula Poet Rhyme

Chosen Path

I choose the sandy path,
of salty air and sea spray bath.

Sunny days and rolling tides,
A place I can put my worries aside.

I can wander the dunes and tune into the birds,
Making everything else welcome blurs.

I can sea shell hunt by the shore,
never knowing what's in store.

Finding fulgurites scattered around,
Formed when lightening strikes sandy ground.

Watching ships from a far,
Crossing the ocean like a long lost star.

I can walk in peace alone in my thoughts,
Nothing more valued can be bought.

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Judith Kerttula May 2, 2019 at 2:55 PM Caren, I only found out what they were a few years ago. We have been visiting the N.C. shore the past 3 years and my brother pointed them out to me. They are formed when lightening hits the sandy shore line. It is a fusion of sand, rock and shells(any combo). All are unique in size and shape. They are not pretty looking but so unique. Thanks

Caren Krutsinger May 1, 2019 at 11:55 PM Judith, now I have to run and get my dictionary to see what a "fulgrite" is. It sounds lovely, is it 'sea glass' per chance? I will know in a few minutes. I have always wondered if sea glass is truly a thing. It sounds like it is! A beautiful poem, my friend. If you do not live on the beach, I wish you did!