My Own Reverie

I sat at the ocean, on top of piles of rocks The waves were high today The white foam came rolling in toward me A sailboat passed by in the distance The beach was my own for a while Water splashed against the rocky shore I could hear the stones clicking in the water With each wave that rolled them around I found my specials rocks to collect Seabirds were swimming and diving Between the waves, I watched them Peace rolled in to me, continuously --- As I sat in my own reverie --- Heidi Sands 8/31/17