The waves crash and fill the senses like the voice of God
The sound washes to shore peacefully like the whisper of a breeze
Seagulls dive and call like clarions on the wind
Salt air blows and clears your mind like a good night’s sleep
Soft sand surrounds your feet like the sweetest down
Peace descends on your heart….you are there, you are loved, all is well.
Slainte, Lisa















