She looks so magnificent
Vast, brilliant colours, but she only shows a small piece of her beauty
She smells clean and fresh, her salty goodness permeates the air
Her roar is loud, I can hear nothing else
I slowly walk to her, my feet sinking until they meet firm wetness
She races up and over me, she feels so cool
As quickly as that she backs away, but I feel her pull, tempting me
I stand my ground but her power has sunk me a little, I know I will be lost if I go too far
This is my first poem posted on here.
I hope to post more, as doing so helps me in my day-to-day journey to ‘stay in the moment’ as much as I can. Thanks for reading.