This reminds me of a dream.
An early morning, sun rise, lots of colors.
The beach is empty except for the early birds flying overhead. The sand is cool. The water even cooler.
My feet wander to where the waves are. They wait for the foamy friends to meet there like clockwork.
My toes sink deeper. They become one with the sand.
Then, finally, the sun peeks over the horizon. Thus begins the song in my heart. The dance swells up from the Earth in to my toes and beats through my body. The beat is a chameleon. It changes with the colors of the sky. I’m one with the morning. My heart dances with me. It smiles. I’m smiling. The sun smiles.
Good. Morning.
Photo by Dustin Whitehead. Words by Sadie Myers.
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