Passion

The sun hits me like a warm blanket 
 
And the tide soothes my soul, 
 
Ripping and roaring new life into me 
 
To depths I dared not go. 
 
With my hands in the sand, 
 
I grasp the cold, wet, and gritty remnants of my childhood's past; 
 
Reminding me of a faithful time I once had. 
 
The gulls sheer through the rays above me 
 
The shadow of their wings transcend my eyes 
 
And an unfamiliar emotion comes over me. 
 
I think its content. 
 
I think it's happiness. 
 
I am this moment. 
 
Forever, at last.

The Shore