Calm Down

Sitting silently on a dark grey, bumpy rock

I stare easily at the water.

Small waves crash onto the sand.

The flat water is sky-blue reflecting off the sky.

A clear sunny day.

The sun is high in the sky.

It’s low tide the sand is beigey white.

The waves gently roll in and out of the beach.

Strong salty air is all I can smell.

Seagulls walk along the sand looking for crabs.

Fish ride the small clear waves.

I sit for a few hours.

Free, chilled and calm.

It’s a place where I belong!