Day at the Beach

A trip to the beach at Gulf Shores, Alabama this past week spawned these thoughts and a lazy, relaxing time.

A clear sky dawned,
A hot summer breeze stirred;
And the tall sand grass swayed like majestic swans.
The heat of the day drove all from the beach,
Except a few hearty souls who strutted about,
And then sought cover under the umbrella's shade.
The water sparkled and then foamed
From the bright sun and the never-ending waves.
Eyes grew heavy from the heat and sun,
And soon closed to take a rest surrounded by
The rhythm of crashing waves.
A summer rest was here - and a lazy time was had -
While overhead sea gulls dove gracefully into the sea
In search of unsuspecting prey.
And upon the sand I lay,
watched the clouds float by,
And dreamed of faraway places,
And let life drift slowly by.


Life's Wave

White foam upon the surf
Crashing down upon the shore.
A crash of thunder peals the air,
A sound of a wave smashing upon the shore
And then followed by yet another encore.
The sea gods are angry today,
A wind blows from out at sea,
Pushing wave and tide even closer
and then sending them crashing to the shore.
High over head the sun is so bright,
Causing me to squint and shield my eyes,
From the glaring sight.
Life is like a restless wave,
Seeking a far distant shore
Upon which to find one's heart content.