Nancy L. Meek

PEACE ON THE BEACH

The sun rises on the naked beach
As I work my way to the placid dune
Towel in one hand, book in the other
Plus snacks in a bag for lunch at noon

I’m glad I took this moment to escape
From the hustle and bustle for awhile
Carefully I lay my towel on the sand
Then plop my things in a pile

I sit for a spell and breathe in the sea
As waves lap gently against the shore
Hypnotic with its push and pull, I sigh
I am at peace and wish for nothing more