The sea grass sways like a waltz that makes a pathway to the dunes.
Her body casts a shadow beneath a snow white moon.
The warm breeze smells like a salty seaweed lullaby.
The tall sea oats whisper in tempo with their peaceful sighs.
She follows the resounding song that leads her to the shore
and wonders how the ocean seems to know that she has been here before.
She is welcomed to the water and the sand soothes her aching feet
and she marvels at the miracle where sky and ocean meet.
She kneels in the warmth of this waltz and says a grateful prayer
then she is dancing once more to the Song of The Holy Ones’s love and care.