The Sun's Day

The clouds mark patterns on the sand 
and the sun's light rolls down the shore 
before them. 

The ice-cream cart, 
pulled by a hand pursuing his business,
 jingles with bells to capture our attention 
and tempt the stomach.

The ocean is vital today, 
with movement and sway caught by the breeze. 
Far out, on the horizon, the clouds have parted 
and the sun's glow illuminates with silver light
that place of the ocean's expanse.

Yet everything is shifting in a moment 
and soon the sun, 
once again, 
will grace the sands and the surf with its presence, 
and like christmas lights that have suddenly found their purpose 
the shining rays will dance upon the shore, 
to warm the bodies that have been unprepared 
for this changeable wind-swept day.

I, however, was prepared, 
and snuggled in my wrap and sweater 
I enjoy the sun's day
—that's determined by the sun's shifting sway--
and the dance of light and shadows.

The sun has just heard my call 
and its golden rays have returned to the beach 
and its light shines upon my gleeful face, 
on this day where all is held in perfection before me, 
and all is at peace within me, 
through the acceptance of the life I've been given 
and the great blessing to rest before the sun 
on this new shore.