Upon The Banks

near the waters’ edge

ever closer to the point were the ocean

touches souls

where the sand is hard and soft

the breeze is refreshingly salty

and the birds skitter in and out of the surf

in a dance with the water

always keeping their eye on the prize

they call lunch

a heart could get lost here

or found soothed to the rhythm of the waves

ever present in the moment as nature speaks her language

gently to the soul the heart the essence 

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