Monday, June 29, 2009

Grayland.

feet embrace glassy sand
as waves crash gently on the earth
not far from the tender dunes
hair and wind collide
as reeds sway and sand blows
this place calms us
we stop and listen
as giggles and waves sing to the wind
hands kiss the sand
this treasure we hold
one moment of embrace forges dreams
here we last forever




1 comment:

cindy said...

so you had a good time there i see. you are an artist with words and camera.