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Padre... short for paradise
I ran on the clear sand,
like it was my first time using my legs.
Brown and blue on a peice of land,
with waves of mountains reaching the sky.

When I move to the shore,
its like I'm walking the wrong way on an escalator.
The water moves under me..
its hard to keep balance on the sandy floor.

I look to the sky...
so cloudy and blue.
the birds fly so high,
its a life that feels so true.

The beach birds i hear on electronics,
I heard in real life...
It was a freedom from phone devices,
I felt so happy and alive!

The seashell muscles hiding in the sand,
they each had there own picture.
While searching for them,
I had a little band flying above me,
filling the air with song.

The birds looked fake,
too perfect to be alive...
Black and white they were.
I was whistling with them trying to partake.
There wistling blended in the vibe.

Looking out far,
I was looking at a picture,
so spacious and oceanic.
God created the oceans/the watery deep,
in which it says so in a scripture.

- Emaleth Zargallows ©
(Creative_Soulwriter)