Parkdale beach

Morning

Warmed by northerlies

Timeless and primeval

Meeting

Of sand, sea and sky

 

Wading

Through shin-deep

Clear water.

Brooding clouds above

Ripple marks

And worm trails

Beneath my feet.

Seagulls sitting

On their rock

 

In this liminal space

Each breath

Each step

Sings praise

To the One

Who made it all.

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