A Rehab Vacation

Mountains surround, fifth rehab's embrace,

A drifting mind, vacation's trace.

Teal waters, white sands, palm trees sway,

Casting shade, from sun's fierce ray.

Just enough for altocumulus to peek,

Ocean's sound, back and forth it speaks.

Roaring waves, so calm and deep,

Caribbean roots, culture's leap.

Rhythmic vibrations across the water,

Waves and silhouettes, a dreamy chatter.

Mind drifts awry, stillness it exudes,

Transported daydreams, in nature's moods.

Realistic and majestic, the scene unfolds,

Walking barefoot, as the story is told.

Toes dig in, coolness beneath each grain,

Oh how lovely this peace, so serene and plain.