This Place
I lean into it
the post of the weathered fence
the strength of the dune
the yellow of the sea flower
the roll of the languid tide
the rise of the waves
the salt of the air
the blue of the eastern sky
the peace of this place.
I lean into it
the post of the weathered fence
the strength of the dune
the yellow of the sea flower
the roll of the languid tide
the rise of the waves
the salt of the air
the blue of the eastern sky
the peace of this place.