Pure Tranquility


Cool breezes blowing
Summer sun shining
The ocean waves gently rolling in
Snow white sand along the shores
The palms sway to and fro
The gulls glide slowly above
Drifting...drifting...drifting
As my eyes close...and open...and close again
The mist of sea spray upon my face
The sound of the waves and wind in the trees....
this is pure tranquility.

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