My Atlantic

Atlantic

To the water we are drawn.
Through the rocking motion we remember days gone by.
The time before when all were enveloped in the motherly,
water that began our life.
Before all our senses were engaged we felt that warmth and comfort.

Some sit silent before the Atlantic and wonder why relaxation comes.
They do not remember the water that brought them to this world,
nor do they make the connection.

But now you my friend know.
So sit and watch and wonder no more.
The energy radiates from the water to reactivate that which is within.

D. Estep
Bethany Beach Delaware
August 12, 1993

                                     


                                       This is the beach on my back deck.                                             My escape in landlocked Ohio.  :)

                                       


                              This picture of Ginger and my beach should
                                             give you a bit of perspective.   

                        The pictures just don't do justice to the sound of
                              the waves I hear or the scent of the ocean........
                                                But just try and imagine.