Surrounded By Water

The sun-kissed sand, a silken bed,

I lay down weary, thoughts unsaid.

The waves, a rhythmic, gentle sigh,

As worries drift beneath the sky.

Relaxing here, the beach my balm,

A silent, sun-drenched, salty calm.

The lake, a mirror, still and deep,

Where secrets ancient softly sleep.

At water’s edge, I cross my knees,

And breathe the air upon the breeze.

Each exhale stills the inner strife,

Meditating on the gift of life.

The river flows, a silver thread,

Through mossy stones, a verdant bed.

I sit beside its winding track,

And watch the world it carries back.

The whispering water sets me free,

Finding peace, eternally.

In sand, in lake, in river’s flow,

A tranquil solace, starts to grow.

The earth’s embrace, a healing art,

Reconnecting with my very heart.

And in these moments, clear and bright,

I find the stillness, pure and light.