Ripples

Ripples

Wash from waving dunes to undulating

surf

Whispering” come follow”…

Tracing ancient, ageless paths

across the empty beach.

Under a silent silver sky,

I stoop to scoop a single shell,

The broken and the whole.

The wind and sand polish my cheeks soft.

70 years of living

Smoothed to satin, again

Baby-soft skin,

Reborn of the wind…

Following timeless ripples to the sea.

Nancilynn

November 2018

Port Aransas, TX

3 thoughts on “Ripples”

lenleatherwood says:

11/13/2018 at 9:22 pm

Love this!

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1. Nancilynn says:
  
  11/14/2018 at 6:47 am
  
  Thank you, Len. A cold, windy day at a beach is wonderful day!
  
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  1. lenleatherwood says:
    
    11/14/2018 at 1:27 pm
    
    Indeed. Have lots of fun.
    
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