Haibun
The ocean breeze caresses your hair,
and the waves lullaby you to a peaceful place.
White sand under a periwinkle sky
lies marked by footsteps of wanderers
such as you.
Seagulls catch the current of the wind,
and soar;
beach walkers move more slowly but purposefully.
Let the waves wash you
to sea; your fears, their voices;
what if all was well?
© Christine Salkin Davis, 2019
and the waves lullaby you to a peaceful place.
White sand under a periwinkle sky
lies marked by footsteps of wanderers
such as you.
Seagulls catch the current of the wind,
and soar;
beach walkers move more slowly but purposefully.
Let the waves wash you
to sea; your fears, their voices;
what if all was well?
© Christine Salkin Davis, 2019
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