Crisp air feels to the skin; the softest touch as if in a daydream,
The onlooking sight, Beautiful, as the sun's rays peak out at me and gleam.
The colors masquerade and dance through the sky,
Just as waves crash onto the shore and pass over my legs and feet.
Clouds swimming through the air like bright evening shadows at the end of a summer's day.
I look closer and see the sun's colors basking behind the glory of the changed colors of the clouds.
They go from orange, to yellow, to scarlet, and even a light and heavy pink.
They remind me of the ocean waves as they splash and hit the sand near where my legs were ground.
I get up to finally admire the sky and sunset for what it's worth,
To the sounds of the ocean...and the waves of the sunset...was how I was given birth.
Monday, October 26, 2009
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