The Golden Shoreline

On the golden shoreline,

Graced with lapping emerald tides,

The white-peaked waves magnificent,

With ease the current glides,

An effortless oasis,

As the skyline meets the sea,

With fluffy clouds of sunset,

Turquoise oceans roaming free,

Soft rolling of the water,

In and out with rhythm strong,

A rushing water paradise,

Of nature’s loving song,

Into the nightfall golden shores,

And sunsets from on High,

Make water music magic,

Singing nature’s lullaby.

-Pamela Storch