I sat on the beach,
With the warming blush of pink from the sunset,
Changing the colour of my skin.
As my mind ranged in wonder at the change within.
I reduced my breathing slowly,
Allowing anxiety to slip away.
I did not want to retain it.
I had had quite enough for one day.
The beauty parading before me released feelings,
I had kept desperately hidden inside.
Now, cleansed by the ocean’s whispering ebb and flow,
Diminishing and whisking them
Into the approaching night sky.
The brush of a breeze, soft and gentle,
Lifted damp strands of hair.
As the sounds of life all about me inched their way in.
How glad I am to have sat bathed
In the sunset of the dying day.
Making me more human before stepping confidently away.
2023 © Penny Wobbly of WobblingPen
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