22 July 2015
ENG 221 1N1
128 Word Count
The water is pulled gently away from the shoreline.
Sea-foam left behind mirrors the remnants of a bubble bath.
The kelp is now alone, its emerald green strands
tangled up like a spinach salad.
A cry echoes from above, and a seagull dives down and glides
just above the waves. Her feathers ruffle in the salty wind
as she disappears where the sky meets the sea.
The sun is just above the horizon, and for a
moment, everything becomes one.
The sky is yellow, then orange, then red, pink, and purple.
Darkness sets in,
creating perfect silhouettes of the pine trees atop the rocky cliff ledge.
But the moon shines on brightly still,
its luminescent being a lighthouse for all creatures,
creating a path from land to eternity.