Life collects, pools around you.

It paints its highlights,

Nothing there you can destroy

Or begin again.

Calm in aquamarine beauty,

Barely a hint of surf’s snowy trim.

Today the sea is out

But will come again.

For the moment,

On the beach,

My love and I,

Naked and blissful as can be.

In the soft, sun baked sand

History between my toes.

Sense how

Even the smooth stones ache

With stories of their own

In the shuddering light of day.


© Scott Hastie 2012. All rights reserved.


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