lillian the home poet

I close my eyes
face tilted to sun’s warmth.
I listen with my entire being.
Rhythmic ocean’s waves
continually roll in.
Their soothing sounds
existed long before me.
Will exist long after me.
Sea breeze ruffles hair
as closed eyes see glow.
Darkness in any form
cannot invade this moment’s grace.
This place calms my soul.
I breathe in this moment.
I am embraced by sun
and wind and ocean,
afloat in serenity.

View from our deck in Provincetown – 23rd year we’ve rented here. Poem written this morning – and yes, it is just like this. I’ve always called it our happy place. I actually think it’s more about serenity and calm.