The Place Where She Goes

Crashing waves drench her body

with the sparkling sun

dancing

      dripping

          down the ends of her hair

Grasping seashells

        in the wet sand

just to feel alive

turning to look

to the sky

with arms outstretched  twirling

while smelling the salty air.

This is life.

Rejuvenating the soul.

The inner twinings

and

connections

that get twisted

in daily life

suddenly  free up

with an outpouring

of new energy.

A positivity

that can only come from

peace

        and

               tranquility.

The beach has been

and

always will be

her

magical

place.