Walking on the beach on the soft sand..
Warm and at places wet..
A cool.. but a bit salty breeze.. blows...
At times bringing the scent of the ship that just left....
Leaving me on this island.. alone.. with my thoughts..
As i lift a small shell lying on the ground..
And i lift another.. and another.. which leads me to a big shell..
Where underneath a heart... beats..
I sit there.. smiling.. near my new discovery..
And see the sea water.. wash away the foot marks i just left behind..
As the wind keeps blowing..