If you were sitting on a blond beach,
With the soft sand sleeping under your feet,
And the translucent tide just beyond reach,
Where the land, sea, and sky mellowly meet,
Among dolphins poised in melting motion,
Listening to the waves whisper unto,
As the slow sun dissolves in the ocean,
Absorbed within the pink-orange-blue hue,
Would the experience reading this be the same?
