Ernest Knowles ©July 1978

Arcs cut by wind-blown sea grass on golden sand,

half-filled with late sun shadows.

Sea grass and dune face with purple hue,

against the orange of the setting sun.

Sand crabs scampering sideways into holes,

over wind-tossed grains of rippled sand.

Wave sounds and gull sounds blended together,

into a symphony with the quietness of peace.

A father with his daughter, walking hand in hand,

feeling the salt-spray on feet and face.

How could this not be heaven!