Whispers to the sea
08/29/2020
Luffenholtz Beach Park, Trinidad, CA
A light wind
whips through my hair
as I walk through soft sand
gulls fly by eye-height
and glance at me
they, the messengers
of the green-blue sea below
the August sun shines its rays
my hand brushes
through grains of sand
connected again
gathering rocks now
I whisper to them my thoughts
and toss them into the mouth of the bay
where time goes to rest
where my secrets shall stay