The sand beneath my feet, and a gentle dance begins.

As the ocean’s whisper calls, inviting me in.

Soft grains of golden beauty, shifting with grace,

Creating a canvas for dreams, in this tranquil space.

With each step I take, I feel time slow down,

The worries of the world, begin to fade and drown.

Caressed by gentle breezes, on this sandy shore,

I find solace and peace, like never before.

The sand, a humble servant, supporting my weight,

Molding to my soles, like a loving embrace.

It tells stories of travels, from lands near and far,

Carrying the secrets of warriors and stars.

Sea shells and pebbles, in patterns untold,

Whisper ancient tales, of mermaids and the sea,

Of lovers reuniting, in destiny’s decree.

The sand, a timeless ambassador of the shore,

Witness to the tides, rising and falling once more.

It holds the footprints of those who came before,

Their hopes and dreams are imprinted forevermore.

As I walk along this sandy path, serenity abounds,

The symphony of waves, a melody that resounds.

It reminds me of life’s ever-changing tide,

And to embrace the rhythm, as it gently guides.

So let me find solace, on this sandy retreat,

With the ocean as my companion, finally able to feel my heartbeat.

For the sand beneath my feet holds a wisdom untold,

A reminder to find peace, as the sands of time unfold.

-🏝️🦩