beach, nighttime

as another day surrenders

and night begins to grow,

i stand quietly on the shore

looking out toward the restless sea,

allowing the water

to slowly creep up

and kiss my worried toes.

i watch the waves

roll and break,

shimmering in the pure moon light.

i welcome the cool wind

that blows gently across the sand

and through my sunbaked hair,

its salty taste filling my every breath.

a single boat

far out at sea

crawls along the fading horizon

and a distant lighthouse

sends itself turning across the night.

soon the reaching water

has climbed around me,

swallowing my feet,

only to fall back down

to the changing tide.

before i'm there too long

i realize it's not my place to stay.

but i wait for a moment more.

i close my eyes,

and take it all in one last time.

at last,

though,

i turn and walk away

over the rippled sand,

with my back against the darkened sea.

Reviews

[Maya]

i know this feeling.
it feels safe standing like that in the dark, for some reason.
excellent, as usual.

[Kiddx]

I like this, i think this is a very well written write.
Creative and deep. I really like

i turn and walk away
over the rippled sand,
with my back against the darkened sea.

This is very well said.