Sleepless nights & Dreary Days

Its cold and yucky outside....so this one came to mind.

She buried herself-
In the sand on the beach
Listening to the fog horns-
She relaxed every part of herself,
One by one…
The world escaped into the fog-
And her eyes shut tight.
She felt every grain of sand-
Cooling the restlessness within her.
She breathed in the ocean air-
Wishing to stay there forever.
She pinched the sand between her toes,
With each breath she exhaled.
It was a time-
Re-lived over again,
When sleep wouldn’t come…
Come hell or the high tide
That forced her to go home.