I walk along the shore
the gentle foaming waves
rush in and kiss my feet.
Seashells and sand dollars
washed up from last night’s tides
lie upon the morning shore
in innocence.
A seagull preens
oblivious to my presence.
Soon couples will stroll hand in hand
loving every romantic moment
every touch magnified
each kiss glorified.
Children will dance with the waves
in and out
screaming with delight
as the cool waters
snatch at their excited feet.
Sharks will strut by
with their buddies
hiding behind their shades
checking out every babe.
But for now I am here
soaking up the first sun
in harmony
with the Calmer of my Soul
Silencer of my Demons
my Anchor
my Lifeline
my Love.
The roar of the waves
the warmth of the sun
the freshness of the breeze
the hand that clasps mine
I absorb it all
in this moment.
At peace with the Father above
in peace with nature around me
and with the one I love,
in this moment
all is well
I am calm
I am one
© D.B. Hall
Excerpt from the book Pebbles in the Stream
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About the Author
David Hall was born in a small town called Mount Airy (A.K.A Mayberry) nestled in the foothills of the Blue Ridge Mountains which are part of the large Appalachian Mountain chain. His early life involved a lot of traveling with his missionary parents, which involved stints of living in Mexico and Bolivia. His poetry reflects a love for nature and life mixed with a sense of the rustic Americana spirit and sprinkled with a lingering sense of the spiritual guidance infused by his southern religious upbringing. David has always been able to live in the moment enjoying it to the fullest while being able to be separated within himself seeking something more. Poetry is one of those outlets that gives him that something more. The diversity of genres and endless array of topics allow him to dive into poetry with reckless abandon or with fine-tuned precision; whichever is needed. Like a prism there are many sides of David, from the emotional connections when dealing with death, to the touch of the spring breeze on your neck hairs, David’s poetry can put you there.
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