Golden shores

I sit on the edge

Dipping my toes in the vast unknown and uncertainty.

I hear the waves of doubt as they crash against the sand on the golden shores,

My comfort zone.

Sometimes my warm, golden shores are clouded by guilt, pain, and harsh words,

But the heat of the setting sun warms my soul

I close my eyes and bask in its embrace. This is my happy place.

The waters, the sands, the rustle of golden grass, along golden shores in the golden hour light.

This is my escape when I need to calm the storms

This is my comfort, when all I need is warmth and simple pleasures.

If only I could have company in the corners of my mind

Though I’m unsure how you could get there, I know you’d love it.

~A