By The Seashore

When I walk
upon the beach
I want to gather up
all the pebbles
and shells
and gaze upon
their timeless beauty
and I want to listen
to the timpani
of waves
breaking
on the shore
as a choir
of seagulls
sing high above
while they wait
for their supper
and I want to watch
the sun
paint the sky
vermillion
and tangerine gold
and I want to bathe
in twilight’s
lilac afterglow
as gentle
sea-breeze whispers
tingle my skin.