感谢

The beach is my happy place
I love the sand that fills the world's beaches

Its feel against the feet exploring its vast grandeur, 

the purity in its whiteness

and the freedom the feet find entrapping its grains between toes

The sprouting of withering shrubs scattered around
The home it gladly lends sea shells washed ashore

The beauty it affords the bank of the sea

Oh the sweet satisfaction on our children's faces 

after a day spent building sand castles

The relaxation our backs enjoy lying on its spread,

beneath shades of unmatted green palms

The endless supply of laughter skipping into the sea in hallowed echos

The kaleidoscope of brims of raffia hats in tanned colours of brown, bright blue and fading red
and an assortment of dancing umbrellas

The broad smile on Mr Sun's face as he kisses at sunscreened bodies
The adventure of lovers, tourists and wild hearts its ailing eyes have witnessed
juxtaposed with our memories captured in photos, wrapped in its shores

Where day light and night time find oneness
For some, nature shines best through Mr Moon's eyes

The selective amnesia of life's woes we experience, If only for a minute

...Thank You Lord for the sand