morning mist hovers
clouds dusted with pastel hues
oh sweet amelia
morning mist hovers
clouds dusted with pastel hues
oh sweet amelia
waves crashing the shore
dunes rise and fall with the wind
sand hiding my feet
from glacial shore stance
watching a drifting iceberg
float past frozen toes
staring out at sea
a man ponders, turns to flee
mindful escapee