The Ocean Waltz
It begins with the first breeze of morning across the sea shore
phonographic moments from early rising seagulls, arriving
at the edge of dawn, soaring into the blueness above
Initiating the steps to a beautiful day break the shore awakens,
with a harmony of sounds, orchestrated to perfection by nature;
Footsteps in the sand
salted lips and hands
wet feet digging deep
while others are still asleep
Front view seat on a cool cool spot, there she sits and waits for him
the wild chestnut horse with pony box hooves, running like the wind
She names him Red Beauty for the flecks of his eyes are rubies of light
beneath a slow rising sun.
He trots with a nay
she begs can you stay
as the sun burns inside
all the tears she has cried
It all starts with a dream at the edge of the shore,
with a girl and a horse, racing right through the door
All the while the wind chimes as the sea shells incline,
at the end of the day she goes home, just in time.
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