Oceanside
By Dawne Zacharias
Walking on the sands towards
the oceans beckoning call
blue sky with soft white clouds overhead
waves reaching out on the shoreline
seagulls curious, fly close by
waves climax into foam formations
shades of aquamarine, blue and green
I close my eyes and feel the spray
from the tumbling waves before me
the Sun's healing rays restores my soul,
I am whole again.
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