Sea foam, like veins in the giant body of water,
Contrasts against the muted colors surrounding the shore.
Sand, like skin to the nearby train tracks,
Clothes a suitable shield to the nuts and bolts.
A peach, orange sun sets,
After painting a lilac sky into a muave watercolor portrait.
A silver plated ocean
Shines gold in the sun.
A stillness sense ensues,
Filled in major minor keys.
A turbulent train
Rolls notes down the line.
A field of green
Soothes, a constant cloak.