The Beach

I stood on the beach

My face to the sea

The wind and ocean rooted me like an anchor

As they sang their ancient song


That oh so familiar smell

Brought to me by the unrelenting winds

Took me back to stand with my ancestors

As they stood on this same beach


Then I looked at her

Silken blonde hair blown this way and that

Like a mermaid beneath the waves

And watched as she created castles in the sand

And drew a perfect sun

So absorbed in the joy of life


Then my eyes followed my son as he paced the beach

Hoping his pain was out of reach

A son, a father, caring and kind

And I stood and left the world behind

Something in my soul was healed

And peacefulness washed over me

by Carol