Ocean to Sail

Surf tickles my toes

on a pristine, undisturbed beach.

White sand beneath my feet.

Uncovered a good luck nickel

imagining the emotion involved

to let it go completely.

Chase me into oblivion

only because I let you.

Hand in hand

for keeping & sharing.

Sun sparkles off the waves.

You are the ocean

I wish to sail on.

Reviews

[Davidgeo]

It may have not been your intent but this made me want to watch "No Country For Old Men" again.

That lucky coin, floating upon an ocean of time. (that movie is a little less optimistic about luck... bad luck is still a certain kind of lucky right?)

Anyway, I enjoyed this. You're very readable.