there is a place
where the sea meets the land
with greetings of
waves crashing upon rocks
over and over and
over again
my lullaby
a place where the wind howls like thunder
and seagulls float like
twilight over sand
a place where each day
begins anew
and evidence of yesterdays
are washed away
a place where i am whole
complete
and sheltered
to just
where the sea meets the land
with greetings of
waves crashing upon rocks
over and over and
over again
my lullaby
a place where the wind howls like thunder
and seagulls float like
twilight over sand
a place where each day
begins anew
and evidence of yesterdays
are washed away
a place where i am whole
complete
and sheltered
to just
be
: : :
The photo above was taken last year when we were in Oregon. Oregon has one of the most beautiful coastlines I have ever seen. And I've seen quite a few, being a lover of the sea.
Today, I turn 59.
A day to reflect on what brings me joy and comfort.
And that, to me, is the sea. The smell, the wind, the life it holds.
It makes me whole.
I may not be getting around to all of you 'today' since The Professor is at my service
for whatever I want!
Now that's what I call a real 'present'!
My wish today? That Irene is kind to our coastal friends.
Let's hope we don't need a boat for all the flooding
that may be coming!
Stay safe ... and high ... and dry!
