Cool waves softly stretch
breathing in the wind
Slightly covering
sands warm body
The tempo rises and falls
as a breeze ascends the waves to shore
with white foam
then swallows them back again
Like a duet they play,
the wind and water
moving in methodical rhythm
harmonious with my heartbeat
Surf sweeps gently as if imploring
for peaceful tranquility
Here, I sit, quietly thinking
this must be where angels rest
