We stand in quietest thought
watercolor skies fill the soul with a peace,
tranquility knows what the heart feels
as the water lays smooth at my reach.
Boats bob gently in the harbor
old worn lines tether her to the dock
as birds walk without a sound
long slender necks dip below the ripples
gathering their morning food
and I watch the hues wishing
for paper and paint to capture the sight
greeting me with a proper good morning shine
reflected off the fin
as dolphins swim towards the places
where the sun will rise
and I too will be there to greet the light
rocking on the green blue water
anticipation for the day to come,
we move into the waiting sea
balancing our bodies
and quenching our souls
with visions of this breaking morning paradise.
Went fifteen plus miles out fishing yesterday on a boat on the Gulf of Mexico, caught a few, tossed back a few, and managed to keep my stomach in check so as to not embarrass myself as a sea-tosser of yesterdays supper. A good day, caught some color too and after six hours, decided I must be getting old as I needed a proper nap to catch my energy back up. The boat and some ocean pics. All photos by me 🙂