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Seaside currents of fresh air
splash on my face
like the water does the earth.
I look out
and am lifted by the very depths of the sea.
I am flying, soaring
though sitting still...
naturally stoned
on a sandy beach.
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I've heard its exquisite there.
Posted by: sandy kessler | May 18, 2008 at 06:02 AM
Something about the sea does lift one's spirit. You've captured that feeling perfectly :)
Posted by: Becca | May 18, 2008 at 12:55 PM
Lovely analogy of air/face and water/earth. The soaring of spirit is palpable.
Posted by: Granny Smith | May 18, 2008 at 02:43 PM
Well said, you paint a lovely picture with your words. Nature makes me high too.
Posted by: Tammie | May 18, 2008 at 02:52 PM
I love that feeling.
Posted by: colleen | May 18, 2008 at 10:11 PM
Beautiful! And like the person above me said, "I love that feeling"
Posted by: White Rose | May 21, 2008 at 12:42 AM