by Louise Wulfe

Created on: September 17, 2009   Last Updated: March 06, 2010

My body lies dormant on the warm sand,

As the tide begins to roll in.

Calm lapping of the waves

Caress my legs and tickle my toes.

An old palm tree grows nearby,

It’s giant leaves douse me in shadow

As they sway in a gentle breeze.

Blocking out reality along with the sunlight.

The methodical rhythm of the shoreline

Massages my tortured soul

With nature’s soothing embrace,

Putting my body and mind at rest.

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