Reflections From An Old Soul

Gentle winds embrace my old wrinkled skin as I slowly sink into the sea sand I will watch the flight of seabirds again beyond the gray contours of sea and land soft silhouettes float as wings claim their space in a welcomed wondrous beautiful view I'll seek the edge of my eyes to embrace and find like the birds I'm just passing through this cherished moment of what will become I wonder about my own life's decree when I hear music from the tide's soft strum like the souls who've stood here long before me as beautiful colors float in my mind I hope the next old soul reflects in kind 11/19/22 Contest The Crap Shoot #2