Round runs the route over rolling rocks to mouths of baying blue where sand is seduced by the suckle of the sun soaked shore as diamonds dart above the depths. Cut is the coast into rugged regal, beauty the more buoyant when more is taken and the frailty unfolds. By this bay of breathtaking, this sway of sky and sky, we shuffle in small steps over simple stones that have known stars long since lost, that will be washed by more waves than we could ever swim in. Feet will find footing here but their thread will be tethered only to temporary when put to the test. Beauty is breathtaking where nature is the breath and we, never around long enough to be able to truly take.
Though the rocks rumble
it’s man who will fall to soot
before stone to sand.
4 thoughts on “HALIBUN, BREATHTAKING”
It is all fleeting…(K)
The rocks and sea are ancient, and we can only admire that and their beauty.
Yes, we are mere visitors to this earth of ours, seconds in the eons of time…
Sometimes we forget this during the internal struggles which seem so huge but in the scheme of things…