It Will Be

Simplicity.

Sliding through the waves

Feeling the salt tingle

On my skin.

1 Sand beneath my toes.

I stand, feeling water

Gently caress my feet.

A crab sidles away

To the safety of a hole in the sand.

The water recedes, exposing more

Tiny scuttling creatures.

The sun touches the watery horizon,

Turning the water a

Gentle orange, pink, purple and

The only sound seems to be of peacefulness,

The sound of wonder and excitement.

The world seems to be ending

Pleasantly, but I know

It will Be again.

-Talia Ali MT, 1999