The gorgeous/golden/glisten of silence
awakens as a familiar sunrise parachutes
through the open skies of a new horizon.
A calm/comforting wind shifts
the hazelnut sands( just barely)
as my mind once again sunbaths
under the currents of ultraviolet rays
that reach through mirrored clouds
reflecting the deep blue
of the ocean’s hue. I am there again
inside the peaceful serenity of time
basking under a filtered air of steady warmth.
The aroma of the sea deep massages
the shore with strong waves
of its hands as seagulls dance
on finely sculpted pieces of earth,
and I am there again
as a voyeur to the victory of escape
watching seashells whistle their unique beauty
and drunken seals wobble with grace
nodding their silk heads with a laughter
of happiness.
I take it all in as I am there again
with my smile as an ornament
on this picture perfect landscape
of relaxation; a place I go
every time I close my eyes.
© 2010
Tarringo T. Vaughan
The aroma of the sea deep massages
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...bella, Tarringo :)
Thank you so much Miss Jackson..have missed you
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