Velvet rush and hush, shimmering
Sparkling clear turquoise grey
Under the weigh of the streaked sky
Patterned murmur, still and rolling
Rippled light gleaming streaming
Curling in endless breaking waves
Dark vast horizon to the end of time
Clean glistening soft sand
Indentations in the ground
Marking those who have been
Solid and sure, smooth-grooved wood
Pooling into the forever shore
Thin whisps mark the end and the beginning
Straddle the barrier between worlds
Carried by the east, winging its way
Coursing a path of wind and water
Song of freedom tears through the
Unbroken stillness, slips through your fingers
As certain as grains in the sands of time
And the sea-smooth pebbles
Washed up by the tide