T-roubles melt away in this
A-vidly my eyes take in the beauty,
N-othing but the waves can be heard
Q-uietly rippling to the shore.
U-ndisturbed I sit and
I-ndulge my senses,
L-ong slow breaths,
I-n and out.
T-ogether mind and soul
Y-ielding into peace.
Copyright © Elizabeth Kinch | Year Posted 2017