Beach Daydream, 1976
Magical, mystical beauty, ephemeral and fleeting.Cardiff, Leucadia, Encinitas, Moonlight Beach.
I write to remember these, and to honor them.
Towering sand bluffs, iceplant-loaded.
Pristine beach, blue Pacific, limitless sky.
I run with joy on the smooth, flat sand,Euphoric, elated and free!
Leaping over piles of brown kelp (no, some are seals).
Hushed surf; quiet voices; a child’s distant laughter.
Fit, tanned bodies; warm smiles, cool people
Flowing through the ambience of a golden afternoon glow.No bonds, no limits, no cares – only well-being.
I must be dreaming - life cannot be more perfect.
I will treasure these days always.
-William Walsh 2013