The horizon blushes with first light\'s kiss,
an oyster pearl sky hides distant birds,
the ocean whispers secrets to the sand,
grains shimmer like stars fallen to earth.
Gulls wheel and call, a hymn to day’s birth,
salt-drenched breezes weave through hair,
long shadows retreat, replaced by gold,
each wave a pulse, gentle and mighty.
Footprints erase, renewed once again,
driftwood tells tales of distant lands,
shells whisper tales to curious hands,
each glint and glimmer a found treasure.
Here, where waters meet the waking sky,
we are reminded of our own dawns,
each promise unfolding with soft hues,
the beach a testament to new beginnings.