By Angus Maclean
A great gust of wind
The air flows through short brown hair
Calm and refreshed
The scent of the sea
It fills a body with life
Perfect remedy
Towering waves crash
Down upon the cold, white sand
Their soothing sound echoes
Dark clouds hang above
Beauty is found in the gloom
They drift with the waves
Relaxed eyelids close
Lips open, a deep breath in
Exhales, and empties
Steps towards the blue
Cold caresses warm bare feet
Warm feet disappear
Headfirst into bliss
Cold water warms a cold heart
A perfect silence
Breaching the surface
A long, deep breath is taken
A smile invades lips
Laying on the crests
A comfortable waterbed
Pure relaxation
A girl on the beach
Calling "Daddy!" and waving
It's time to go home
The air flows through short brown hair
Calm and refreshed
The scent of the sea
It fills a body with life
Perfect remedy
Towering waves crash
Down upon the cold, white sand
Their soothing sound echoes
Dark clouds hang above
Beauty is found in the gloom
They drift with the waves
Relaxed eyelids close
Lips open, a deep breath in
Exhales, and empties
Steps towards the blue
Cold caresses warm bare feet
Warm feet disappear
Headfirst into bliss
Cold water warms a cold heart
A perfect silence
Breaching the surface
A long, deep breath is taken
A smile invades lips
Laying on the crests
A comfortable waterbed
Pure relaxation
A girl on the beach
Calling "Daddy!" and waving
It's time to go home