The Beach

The waves crashed together in all of their glory,

their chaos creating a sense of relaxation within her,

She looked to the clouds as if each of them told a story.

The golden rays of the sun were starting to shine,

the night falling quickly as the day began to rise.

The sun coming up was a sign, she thought, a sign.

The tragedy of last night was gone with the day,

washing away in the waves and falling from the horizon.

Even so, it was there that she wanted to stay. 

Where the sun managed to rise each morning, and the waves crashed beautifully,

And the brisk wind came without warning.