Coasting on the Coast

August 7, 2012
Sun is kissing a child's shoulders
Boys are fishing off the boulders
Sand is sifting between my hands
As tiny crabs do their sideways dance

Moving closer, advancing slightly
Towards a being, oh so mighty
Gently washing both my feet
Retreating back only to repeat

I no longer feel a stress
This new friend has caused it to surpress
I trust this incredible force
And I find that as I leave the sandy shore
Out of me, the pain does pour

A path of seaweed, shells, and sand
leads me toward a far horizon
That welcomes me with loving hands,
an open heart, and understanding

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