The Peace of The Sunset Sea A moment of peace, found In the rhythms of sea sound. Each of us, in gentle throng Gathered by the shore, Where all thoughts and hearts Followed the sun, sinking west. The salt taste that lingered On tongues stunned, mute By the spray that tainted the air, And the memory of The sun that burnt the sky. Darkness arrived in a heartbeat, Descending in rapid black, Twilight unseen, banished. And sent us home, at peace. And the people were seabirds at rest, Riding that gentle swell. Our inner turmoil Quelled to the tranquil pulse, Of wave after wave.
