Inspired by the beauty of a beach

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This poem was written approximately April 12th, 2009, while I spent time with friends in Sesimbra, Portugal

Rays of light travel along a cloudy sky,
deeply penetrating beams, across the countryside.
Passing through the air, striking molecules aplenty,
Only to land on my body, and warm me to the core.
What a splendid day in Sesimbra, en la praia escondida.

Down the slopping hillside, loose rocks underfoot,
encountering fields of sea roses, rosemary and lavender.
The slow taste the dust, kicked up by enthused youth.

An afternoon of activity, followed by fine Portuguese cuisine and la hora de siesta.
After a day filled with fun and excitement, it is time to rest.

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