Along the Oceanic Shoreline




I sit at ease


along the oceanic shoreline


and let it all soak in-


the waves that roll like quiet thunder


the endless sea horizon


the seagulls crying as they fly


the clouds that mark a sunlit sky


the warm hot summer wind.



Author's Notes/Comments: 

Drawn from my childhood recollections of time alone in the morning, sitting on a hot beach in Florida as I read my Bible.

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