Impressions

Walking along the sandy beaches
wind pushing against her like
swimming against the current
she is reminded of childhood
gone as though memories spent
when each day meant another

Sand making its’ way into her
shoes, into her clothes pulled
close around her as she hugs
herself closely, eyeing the
waves crash, incoming tides
leaving seaweed in her midst

Impressions of footprints she
leaves follow her briefly to
be washed away by salty brine
as the tears quickly mix with
ocean spray to erase all time
of a sun’s warming afterglow

The day sets quickly behind a
horizon displayed of reflected
colors on a watery ocean glass
rendering her figure merely a
dark silhouette lost to a past
as the sea reclaims the shore

© November 2011 Renee Espriu

Quote by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

An idle mind does not grow and flourish, so to have it within our ability to indulge in those things such as reading, writing and everything connected to greater knowledge, and in that way create wonders….how that we not dare to try….How can we not!  Henry Longfellow says so much in just these two sentences. Inspiring!

“Sit in reverie and watch the changing color of the waves
that break upon the idle seashore of the mind.”
-Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1807-1882)