In This Moment by D.B. Hall

 

I walk along the shore

the gentle foaming waves

rush in and kiss my feet.

 

Seashells and sand dollars

washed up from last night’s tides

lie upon the morning shore

in innocence.

 

A seagull preens

oblivious to my presence.

 

Soon couples will stroll hand in hand

loving every romantic moment

every touch magnified

each kiss glorified.

 

Children will dance with the waves

in and out

screaming with delight

as the cool waters

snatch at their excited feet.

 

Sharks will strut by

with their buddies

hiding behind their shades

checking out every babe.

 

But for now I am here

soaking up the first sun

in harmony

with the Calmer of my Soul

Silencer of my Demons

my Anchor

my Lifeline

my Love.

 

The roar of the waves

the warmth of the sun

the freshness of the breeze

the hand that clasps mine

I absorb it all

in this moment.

 

At peace with the Father above

in peace with nature around me

and with the one I love,

in this moment

all is well

I am calm

I am one

 

© D.B. Hall

Pebbles in the Stream

Excerpt from the book Pebbles in the Stream

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D.B. Hall

About the Author

David Hall was born in a small town called Mount Airy (A.K.A Mayberry) nestled in the foothills of the Blue Ridge Mountains which are part of the large Appalachian Mountain chain. His early life involved a lot of traveling with his missionary parents, which involved stints of living in Mexico and Bolivia. His poetry reflects a love for nature and life mixed with a sense of the rustic Americana spirit and sprinkled with a lingering sense of the spiritual guidance infused by his southern religious upbringing. David has always been able to live in the moment enjoying it to the fullest while being able to be separated within himself seeking something more. Poetry is one of those outlets that gives him that something more. The diversity of genres and endless array of topics allow him to dive into poetry with reckless abandon or with fine-tuned precision; whichever is needed. Like a prism there are many sides of David, from the emotional connections when dealing with death, to the touch of the spring breeze on your neck hairs, David’s poetry can put you there.

Visit David’s  Author Page At: www.ctupublishinggroup.com/d.b.-hall.html



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