Traces

when i leave
will traces of this place
remain with me
bits of sand
ocean salt on my skin

when i return
to the busy traffic
of what i left behind
will all i hear be
these waves forever
carressing this bright
beach

true peace
is an elusive thing
i have tasted some of it here
sweet like a mango batida
down at the kioskos

i must trust
that i have recieved
what i need for
what as yet lies
unseen on the horizon

in the distance
the lighthouse at las cabezas
gleams brightly in the
morning sun

7 Comments

    1. Thank you so much for your kind words and for taking the time to write them! This has been a place of much needed respite. (PS. Stay tuned for 930am EST:)

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