Of a Summer Day

Water crests high in foamy waves Water crashes to the beach Water skims, tickling across my toes Water darkens the shores of sand. Sand glitters, tiny shards of glass Sand warmed by the distant sun Sand sifts, silently under my feet Sand meets land and ends in grass. Grass waves with an errant breeze Grass shelters singing insects Grass cushions my treading feet Grass touches stones and edges wood. Wood faded grey from daily sun Wood planks solid beneath my feet Wood, now heated, creaks quietly Wood worn smooth, porch swing seat A summer day calms a tired soul.