On the Beach
The evening is fine, I stand on the beach
Looking at the blue water of
The endless sea touching the sky.
Seagulls screeching, and soaring up high.
The sun as red as blood making
The sand sparkle like thousand tiny jewels.
Waves splashing, and crashing on the shore.
Cool water fizzing, bubbling,
Creating foam and kissing my feet.
Beautiful breeze playing with my hair
Lingering on my skin and
Singing melodies from morning till night.
Now my eyes gently closed, I feel damp
Sand under my bare feet
Soothing my heart to the very core.
I stand still smiling and enjoying the
Very moment, worries are gone now.
I think that's the divinity of nature.
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