Seashells line the space where the waves slam the sand.
The tall grass on the sand dunes sway back and forth with the wind.
Seagulls circle the blue sky overhead.
Sea foam pours over the top of each wave as they roll onto the shore of Tybee Island Beach.

Light from the sun stabs through the bright blue sky.
The ever so bright light reflects off the far back waves creating a jumble of bright white stars that dance on the water.
My eyes are filled with brightness even when they are closed for a brief respite from the sun.

Walking across the beach, I hear the sound of sand crunching under my feet.
The sound of the waves rolling in lulls me into a hypnotic state.
The seagulls chirping in the distance makes the beach a perfect example of paradise.

How many millions of waves have pounded this shore?
How much longer can the island hold before the beach breaks under the power of the sea and the sand is taken away?

Tybee Island Beach enthralls me with a natural beauty that few other places can compare to.

A home away from home.