To The Sea

To The Sea

Down the lane barefoot, she walks

gentle footfalls soft on cool loamed earth

onto sharp-sharded alley slicing unfelt cuts

on bloodying soles, walks without squander

to the sea

Green eyes fixate-follow the navigation of her 
heart hammering her intractable path

to the sea

There in the newly fingered crimsoning dawn 
rustled flocks of geese rise as one

vanished vees into molten pewter

of shimmered sky, beating 
powerful wings into fresh 
wet-salt scented breezes

of this new day

filled with promises yet to keep


to the sea

she walks  with  gentle footfalls

sunlight shining in tangled hair

alone, safe, free

to

the   

languid

sea

waiting

with

open

arms

to

accommodate

her...

forever