With a sip of coffee still hot in my mouth, I plop down on a soft leather couch
Staring through the clear clean glass, my mind is fading – there’s peace at last …
I hold a shell in my left hand, while walking barefoot in the warm wet sand.
The breeze is cool, I taste a hint of salt – wind blows the foam as it floats aloft.
The sapphire sea is calm at last, small curling waves hit the shore with a crash.
Squinting eyes, crossed arms on my chest, I watch a golden ball sink in the west.
I thought I heard a sizzle, as rain starts to drizzle – Oh what a beautiful sunset!
My wandering mind comes back to me, there is no breeze or aqua sea
I shake my head and wipe a tear – I’m right back in the world I fear
A lonely bridge with a walking path – that’s all I see through depression glass.