Washed Whispers of the Sea

The wind dances barefoot

spreading warm fingers of pure light.

I smell the scent of heaven in

the robin eggshell sky as

love is released into horizon,

colors of turquoise and aqua

melded in symphony of sea.

Vanilla foam washes whispers in

warmth, radiating naked and pure,

waves cresting in pulsing heartbeat,

souls dancing in spirit of sunshine.

Emerald facets of sea kiss

cinnamon sand, washing it clean.

Sundrenched in sultry heat,

energy flows and captures darkness

in rhythm of oceanic daylight,

cradled by warm currents sighing.

Kaleidoscope of cascading clouds

reflects its joy in sea sparkles,

a gentle reminder of a pure beauty

that is wide open and free as

I am cottoned in arms of serenity.