The intimacy of the landscape,
the slow tempo,
the fragrant breezes,
the tides’ ebb and flow,
– a tick-tock in the rhythm of life-;
feed an instinct in us:
yearning for the sea.
Now the ambience envelops you like a cocoon,
separating you from the quick pace you have left behind.
You are now free to share
the ” gladness of the scene”
or alone, to contemplate,
and whisper ” Hello ”
to the sea birds, the waving oats.
The creatures at the water’s edge,
the stars-myriads of quivering opals-
and the whistle of the night winds.