Sunday Steps

Steps along Hartstene Island Beach

Stairs off a Beach on Hartstene Island

Relaxed by the water that go on for
Eternity where rules have no meaning beyond
The grains of sand, the shells and driftwood about
Rocks rounded
Each moment the waves wash
Away the rough edges
Time to inhale the tide, sans time.

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4 Responses to Sunday Steps

  1. Mari Collier says:

    Wonderful poem. Yes, I Tweeted.

  2. winneyb says:

    You were inspired, my friend! Terrific poem and photo!

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