We live our lives
like tides moving in and out
never stationary for any given moment,
glittering like gold on the ocean waves.
We come to places that bring peace,
passers by in this second of time,
watching the faces of strangers
dappled in light from the sinking sun,
we shine when we feel
the salt spray glisten upon our souls,
hushed words at sacred places where
nothing remains but candles and the sense
of a moment when everything changed,
saying our prayers to the clouds above
for something beyond our fingers touch.
Mermaids slip silently by,
their bodies languid on the gentle waves
a flicker of a circle and then into the depths,
on their way to their next audience.
We smile as we move on our way
memories captured to carry
away with our hearts
as we gaze behind in the mirrors,
content to be breathing,
to be at peace.
An accident occurred where this image was taken, a father and daughter plunged their vehicle into the water, and although a few attempted the rescue, were unable to save their lives. There are two candles and a bouquet of flowers to mark the spot, where we had walked so many times before. A solemn place this night where the sunset glittered on the waves like gold. Rest in peace Carol and Gene.