I’ve walked along this beach before,

A desolate, barren, rocky shore,

And yet I always return for more.

When my life starts to crash and burn,

It is to THIS place that I return,

As if there’s something I must learn.

I walk along its sandy length

And somehow the journey gives me strength.

I mull over all that’s gone awry,

The wherefores and the why, why, WHY?

And solutions present themselves by and by,

Within an hour or maybe two,

I resolve what it is that I must do,

And then, my love, I return to you.

 
© Caro Ness 2016 (with crucial embellishments by +Canis Poetam (Zen Dog)

Photo used by kind permission of +Priya Patel