The sand soft under his feet
Where the sea and land do meet
Footprints swallowed by the sea
At one with the ocean is he
His feet sink in the sand
So softly, he’s part of the land
He breathes in the air deeply so
Here he feels at peace, at home
Eyes closed his back he arcs
Arms outstretched beats his heart
The drumming is one with the surf
This to him is his rebirth
For a few minutes more he stands alone
The past he has now atoned
Eyes open and straight again
He soul is one, does blend
His feet swallowed by the sea
As he walks away finally free
He walks to the rocks where he fades
Now he’s a spirit of the sea some say
So much to learn, so much to teach
This man, this creature, this spirit of the beach
poetreecreations
May 27, 2013
Reblogged this on poetreecreations.org and commented:
GREAT POEM
Darren Greenidge
May 27, 2013
Bless you and thank you for the reblog. I hope you have a wonderful and beautiful day. 🙂
Christy Birmingham
May 27, 2013
I feel like I am on the beach, given the beautiful descriptions and photos too.
Darren Greenidge
May 28, 2013
Bless you Christy and thank-you!
Darren Greenidge
May 28, 2013
Thank you all for your likes and comments. It is very much appreciated and has blown me away on this poem. Bless you all.
Tony Stark
May 28, 2013
Beautiful, love the poem, love the pictures.
Kind thanks!
Darren Greenidge
May 29, 2013
Thank-you again Mr Stark! It’s my pleasure. I’ll repay your kindness by looking into your adventures and I must see your 3rd outing for I’ve not been yet! 😉
Tony Stark
May 30, 2013
Oh crap…”not been yet”…um…
DON’T READ MY COMMENT TO “Bullet to the Head”!! – lol
Sorry 😦
Darren Greenidge
Jun 2, 2013
Hah, I did read it but deleted it. When someone says not to do something, curiosity kicks in and they do it, hence reading it. I deleted it anyway for you. 🙂