She felt as if she had stepped off the very edge of the earth
Following the gull she tilted her head to its arc of flight
Her pocket filled with a beachcomber’s small treasure
Fingering each curve and dash of the shells awash with sun and sea
In the early evening light the sea shimmered and shifted gently
The tones of lapis and turquoise dazzled her vision
while the white sand beneath her feet cushioned the touch of the earth
Taking a deep breath of the salt air she wished she could live here forever.