A Beach, Forever

The skies,
Prussian blue.
And the clouds,
Seraphic as birds are diaphanous.
They are here forever, 
And are to be left untouched.

The sea,
A cerulean blue gown.
And the beach,
Seemingly dipped in earthshine-gold.
A nonpareil realm,
Of sanctifying waters.

The crushed shells,
Scattered across the beach.
And remnants of,
Their once spectacular swirls.
Once beautiful,
Now more beautiful.

The birds,
Their melodious chirps.
And our perfect world,
Serenaded by nature.
Nature is
Irreplaceable.