Sitting in this old lawn chair
Listening to the waves
Chime in unison with the seagulls
Lapping rhythms mesmerize my thoughts
That seem to come to to a halt
As the wind picks up
The rocks don't move as the waves hit harder
Translucent water with a rainbow of natural color
The sand hits my eyes as to yield to my hearing
Only the lapping waves and the sound of distant children's laughter
Is allowed to invade my mind
It's a sacred place I come to get away from all the blame
That no one seems to claim now days
Could I come back to this tranquility when I need it again
Will the children's whines remind me of the seagull
Flying higher with no care or will this peaceful time
only come on my next visit
Or my second beer
Can I be strong and beautiful as the earth tone rocks
That glisten below the waves
Hiding from the sand
I want to come back here in my mind
Tomorrow as Monday approaches all to soon
