The Love of Serenity

Michael Casarez, Reporter/Photo Editor

You sit under the shady treeline on a lonely beach.
It is cool, yet the sun shines bright.
You close your eyes as the waves come ever closer.
They gently touch your feet and your mind is allowed to wander.
You no longer worry of trivial things,
Only of the ecstasy this moment brings.
All seems quiet on this little spot,
For it is you who owns you, others do not.