
Early morning walking by the ocean,
The sound of the waves churning.
The colors of sand and sky flowing together
Start the buzz of a strong yearning.
I feel the strands of hurt disappear on the spot,
As my mind strays from constant painful thoughts.
My healing heart is the icing on the cake,
A sudden stirring of my spirit has been wrought.
Written for The Sunday Whirl #771 from Bwarren. Prompts are early, waves, churning, spot, colors, strand, flow, buzz, strays, stirring, sudden, cake.
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Beautifully written Regina
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Thank you, Sadje. This is a true compliment coming from a wordsmith like you.
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