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The Ends of the Earth

I love it here

By Leona TatePublished 5 years ago 1 min read

My day started with a love for life. A salty smell of beautiful aspirations, I am in total awe of the light grazing upon my skin. I can hear loud squawks of birds fighting over the crumbs of pastries. Beneath my toes a warm granulated texture. It is hazy out, yet I would give anything to cross over you. To view the creatures beneath and hear the sounds of sweet nothings. In the distance I can see hues of orange, yellows and blues kissing soft cotton balls afloat. Where am I? I am where there is much to fear yet beauty all around me. Relaxing mentality from the crashing sound, this part of nature caresses every breath. A not so tasty drink that can make you shiver. I see crumbled land over a piece of earth. The magnitude of greens and lues over shadow the depths of dark. The liquid very is cold but it warms your body after just a few minutes. I feel like I’m flying but lower, I feel like doing jumping jacks but slower. I feel amazingly happy whenever I am here. You’re a calming sensation that puts my mind at ease. You provide hydration, food, and life. Visit the ends of you I might. Stumbling rages of water beating the shore, I know my readers want a little more. Thanks for sharing a moment at the beach with me.

nature poetry

About the Creator

Leona Tate

I love to write, I see myself as a jack of all trades.

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