I watched the sea and its creamy rolling waves, The streaks of white racing to wash the shore, And I listened to the cries of swooping birds, They were a dozen seagulls, maybe more.
The evening sun was shedding its final glow, As I wandered along the sleepy beach, The tired sky was packing up its colours, Its transient beauty just beyond my reach.
A cool breeze ruffled my hair and brushed my face, Recalling sensuous moments I have had, I was deeply immersed in natureβs beauty, And felt so happy yet also so sad.