I crest the sand dune
breath catching in my chest.
A sigh of relief,
my eyes consume the sight.
The ocean is so blue.
So vast.
So loud, yet
quiet. White noise.
Joy bubbles up into my chest,
onto my smiling lips
and squinting eyes.
My senses buzz with satisfaction.
The smell of sunbaked sand,
of the fresh ocean air.
The wind is cold and the sun is warm.
The sand, scalding hot on
the surface, but cool once
I bury my feet deeper.
Peoples voices and seagulls calls
are muted by
the waves crashing against the shore.
The weightless blue sky,
The deep blue ocean,
and the soft white sand.
Simple enough, but
I can't look away
and I want to stay.
An unedited poem. I really like the ocean.
