The morning tide, crashing ‘gainst the shores,

Sounds of seagulls and distant winds tickling ears –

Whispering messages of painted portraits, laid over endless landscapes,

Poetry for the eyes, explained with a rising sun beyond the cresting oceans…

Splattering the skies with a beautiful fire in shades of orange, red, and violet –

Bringing illumination to the wondrous adventures sought each day,

‘Tis this place that feeling gives meaning to living -

‘Tis this place, beneath the pealed layers of existence…

The Essence of Beauty dwells.