"A dreamer is one who can only find his way by moonlight, and his punishment is that he sees the dawn before the rest of the world." Oscar Wilde

Sunday, 28 June 2015

the wanderer returns ...

I have been away
now I'm back
with stories to tell.
I have missed our little chats.
Hot sun and cooling breezes.  The beach - seeming to  stretch to the edge of the world. A perfect part of the east coast.  Surf rolling in - hissing and swooshing over the pebbles.  The tide line a mass of razor shells crunching beneath your feet.  The rhythmic sounds  soporific as  the water ebbs and flows - holding your gaze  it mesmerises - the sun glinting off the water like water sprites  luring you in with false promises.
I return home refreshed and revitalised.

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