The car climbed steeply, anticipation grew
The journey here long overdue
Through forest roads cool and green
Towering darkness leaves much unseen.
Heart is pounding, mouth is dry
The trees close in, block out the sky
At last I’m out and on my way
Swooping down to cove and bay.
Pulse is slowing, breath controlled
Relaxing as the scenes unfold
Sanctuary is now in reach
Below me nestled on the beach.
A dream come true, no need to roam
Bare feet on sand and I am home ..
‘Swooping down to cove and beach’ what a great line. π
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Why thank you very much kind sir π
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Welcome π
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Love it. Love the imagery.
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Thanks Phil, trying to get in touch with my poetic side!
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It was beautifully done and I’ll always enjoying anything that evokes thoughts of my toes in the sand
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