That One Wave 🔴

I chanced upon this beautiful poem by Brad Pruitt

from Allpoetry.com as I was trying to write my note.

I am attaching it with the painting for you to enjoy both.

My Special Place

Crashing waves roll to the land

I sit and watch them from the sand

one by one, they come and go

and back to the ocean to the depths below

Never stopping they’re always there

bringing smells of the ocean that fill the air

what a glorious place to be

the ocean has always been a special place for me

It's where I sit to pass the time

even better with a glass of wine

watching the sun pass over the horizon

there just is something about it, so mesmerizing

As I walk towards the water with sand in my toes

with the smell of the ocean that just fills my nose

there's no other place like it can be beat

the feel of the ocean beneath my feet

and as I look out to the sea

it's my special place that's just for me

Brad Pruitt

Photo courtesy: RS Srinath