There is a rapture on the lonely shore;
There is society, where none intrudes.
By the deep sea, and music in its roar:
I love not man the less, but Nature more...

-Lord Byron

Definition of Walkabout :

a short period of wandering as an occasional interruption of regular work
Showing posts with label Bowling Ball Beach. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Bowling Ball Beach. Show all posts

05 November 2016

Bowling Ball Beach

My mind is a curious wonder, is yours? 

No two are alike
naked as our bodies in the moonlight
against wet rocks crawling with desire and creatures of the night.
A bridge is built from makeshift driftwood
toes grip tightly until the soft sand
relaxes your skin
your senses
your former self.
Hidden stones under the skirt of the ocean
slowly are revealed with time
and patience.
I read the story of a madman
a murderer
a lost soul.
I find it strangely comforting out here
in the vast and open allure
of Nature.