By: Faye Damon
I welcomed by the wind of sea.
Inhaling by it's odd smell;
Coldness fastly took me.
Waves are all I could hear.
Sitting under the moonlight
of the seaside.
Letting the water waves
reach my feet;
Short folds up I made
in the end of my jeans.
So, It won't be wet.
Scratching the back-feet.
Quietly touching the sand.
And looking upon the
moonlight that keeps to
bright.
Telling me that is still night.
My mind Is now at peace;
Is all I can say.
Far from the city;
Far from the unhealthy air.
Far from the traffic Sound.
Hoping this night beach not to end.
Hoping this night beach until
For a lifetime.
Behind of the darkness it serves,
The moonlight always give light
That directs on me,
Telling me the beauty it gives
In the night beach.
~RJS
