Oh God, Creator of sand and sea, how marvelous, how majestic are your works.
Now that the beach is quiet again,
The sea is a reminder of ever changing, ever flowing, ever coming and going.
Here is perfection.
Community of pelicans – flying easily across the clouds.
Symphony of silence – found in tones of waves arcing, crashing, landing softly.
Sea foam blowing weightless – daintily resting upon new territory.
Dog innocently chasing sandpipers – a chance to catch flight.
Gentle hearts, slight smiles – humans moving in meditation.
I am here standing – in the surf, sand slipping away under my feet.
I am here… pausing, remembering, breathing, alive.