The Sand And The Sea Poem by Phil Soar

I sat on the sand dunes as the wind blew the grasses
They swayed like ballerinas on tip toes
The sea crashed on the shore with the flow of the tide
I watched as the white crests broke and lightened the grey skies
Wrapped in warm clothes I reveled in the beauty
Watching as seagulls hung in the air
No reason to use effort in flight
The updrafts helping them glide through the sky
And although the sand drifted to and fro
And the dunes began to alter shape
I Imagined I was straying to places I could relax
Even though the wind blew so strongly
I was at peace with the my world