Serenity

I walk by the hemlock trees
the heady scent from the blooms intoxicates me
The mysterious twilight is creeping in
Fog strides across the boardwalk like ghosts of past visitors
The waves beckon me, lapping against the exotic white sand
I step off the boardwalk to enjoy the cool serenity of the beach
Enjoying the silence and letting the darkness surround me
I let go of the world around me
and just
drift
away.

November 2005