The sky is sunny blue,
a dome above the tranquil
land, the travail, and the
sea moves and breathes with
a greenish hue as the palms
wave to no one and all in
the warmish midday breeze.

There is no stirring in me
except to look out to the horizon
and feel the expanse and sense
sun and breeze on tender skin,
and no thoughts of tomorrow,
in these days without routine,
just sand, and beach and sky.

 

27/9/2026