Photo by Ingrid Mathews

You wrote it in the sand

The winter shoreline held our gaze

As hours slipped into the sea

There wasn’t  more

That one could need

A simple seat

A warm embrace

The ocean wave to meditate

And rocks that strolled into the surf

Made you say

This is where I’m meant to be today

And islands floated near and

Ebbed away in different shapes of

Where our future lay

A lighthouse wakened on our watch

As gulls wheeled by

And tide was drawn to our content

And sidled up to be with us

Affirming our departing scripture 

In the sand

~We are enough~

Sara Mathews     November 2015