A Walk in the Dunes

Meandering, floating shadows
of the white seabirds,
smooth motions of cloud
in eloquence and classic blue,
the wind sweeps the grass
and the tide draws back driftwood,
pitted in broken shell and bone.

Passion moves the air
over the flawless world of sand
 and sun warm watercolour stones,
upon the ridge´s curve into the light
eternity of crescent moon sand and starlight,
the orange sun burns ivory shores
and the Lark rises to sing
in the windswept sky.

Over the dark cliffs
the Swifts and Swallows climb,
and the soul gains the whole world
in the flowing grass and grain
in the wind and light,
that float the laden vessels
of spirit, heart and mind.