the sea is quiet today.
it is sunbathing like the shore.
the untrodden path quiet, dust unbeaten into the ground
slack like snakeskin soaking up the first sun’s warmth
without fear of footfall.
the tide slinks night-spill slow, taking its time to breathe,
finding a foothold in every inch of the earth’s turn.
boats lying unused exhale and relax into their creaks and crevasses
mending through soft weight
rubbing cheeks against the sand.
Image credit: Photograph taken by Izzy Atkins