The sand squishes between my toes,
And the sun beats down on my nose.
The beach is where I find my Zen,
That, or writing with my pen.
I get up from where I sit,
And jump into the water for a bit.
The power of the ocean calms my mind,
Allowing my tired body to unwind.
Whether I swim, surf or ski,
I long to be out upon the sea.
The crashing waves and rolling surf,
Will always be my home turf.