Sanctuary

 

I closed my eyes as the sand became my bed

I wanted to shut out the world and forget 

The wind heightened from a whisper to a wail

As I succumb to the oceans power.

I wanted to be here forever, on this perfect shore

To taste the salt on my chapped lips

The sun strengthening from tepid to scorching

As I succumb to the oceans call.

I dig my fingers deep into the sand to feel each grain

I need to find myself again, who I am

The foam fermenting chaos on the pebbles

As I succumb to the oceans message

I sigh a breath of contentment, on this sandy sanctuary

The wind calms from a wail to a whisper

I am at peace at last, amongst the swirl.

Copyright Clair Maskell 2025