She walks along the shore
Shells scattered against the grains of sand
Waves wash across tiny feet
A soft breeze lifts silky tendrils off an angelic face
Looks out over the ocean
Blue skies, white capped waves
The taste of salt upon her lips
Looking down at the shells
Noticing a brilliant shiny shell
Pressed into the sand
No others near it
Gazing around seeing no one
She is alone just like the shell
A smile plays against the soft lips
Peace and tranquility rein with each crashing wave
She moves forward
Searching for a purpose
Her mind drifts to thoughts of the past
Glancing behind her seeing the foot prints being erased
Watching as new foot prints indent in the sand
The clouds begin to move in
The waves become more violent
Looking behind
Once more back there
Clear skies and tranquil seas
Turning forward clouds and stormy seas
Are all that eyes of green can see
She continues to move forward
Against the storm
Knowing the purpose is ahead
Somewhere
Written By: Niyahlove
Jan 12, 2010
Jan 12, 2010 at 12:54 PM UTC
She walks along the shore
Shells scattered against the grains of sand
Waves wash across tiny feet
A soft breeze lifts silky tendrils off an angelic face
Looks out over the ocean
Blue skies, white capped waves
The taste of salt upon her lips
Looking down at the shells
Noticing a brilliant shiny shell
Pressed into the sand
No others near it
Gazing around seeing no one
She is alone just like the shell
A smile plays against the soft lips
Peace and tranquility rein with each crashing wave
She moves forward
Searching for a purpose
Her mind drifts to thoughts of the past
Glancing behind her seeing the foot prints being erased
Watching as new foot prints indent in the sand
The clouds begin to move in
The waves become more violent
Looking behind
Once more back there
Clear skies and tranquil seas
Turning forward clouds and stormy seas
Are all that eyes of green can see
She continues to move forward
Against the storm
Knowing the purpose is ahead
Somewhere
Written By: Niyahlove
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