Poet's Pen

 The edge of the earth dances around her ankles in swirls of tiny bubbles while the soles of her feet submerge gently into a cushion of fine powdered sand. Spectacles of shells glimmer just beneath the clear water, their edges sparkling in the diamond-sharp rays of the sun. Each breath is consumed from the deepest, cleanest air that carries hints of coconut from nearby palm trees bowing before its majesty of rolling waves. Her lips are grazed with the slightest dusting of salt spray with each crash. Time stands still in the tender breeze as it caresses each strand of hair and lulls her spirit into a deep hypnosis. The serenity of silence is full of precious time just craving to be released. To be one-on-one with God's creation as heaven embraces the horizon- there is no more perfect of a moment.    

Shimmering diamonds of golden glee, 

Dancing along the horizon free, 

Maybe I will sing for thee,

My heart of hearts is happy. 

The laughter of a butterfly,

Is heard by many; 

When the many, stop to smell the flowers. 

She wanted to go to a place where she could breathe in all that was wonderful, and have her troubles washed away by the salty air.

She found that place here, there, and everywhere. 

She followed the warm orange glow of the sunrise, dreamed under the crystal blue skies, and gazed upon the pink dusk of a summer sunset.

It's a place of serenity, peace, and tranquility. 

You can find her here...dreaming the day away...