Feet signing the sand

toes sinking into the grains

the sun spotlights her

the breeze brushes her hair

 

Her melanin shimmers, glows, sparkles

Golden hour 7:25 am

the waves migrate to the shore

white, beige and blue

 

Horses prance around

people splash in the water

the waves shield her like a blanket

shells pop up as a surprise

 

Kube fi nnua so hwe ase.

Nhaban no yɛɛ gyegyeegye wɔ mframa no mu.

nnwom a wɔbɔ wɔ mpoano.

ma mete nka sɛ mewɔ asomdwoe.

 

Coconuts release from their trees

palm leaves rustle in the breeze

the magic of the beach

makes her feel at peace.