The sound of rhythmic velcro
as my flip flops kiss
the damp dirt road.
Cool air brushes past my arms,
and the first flickering stars emerge
from behind the dark cloak of clouds,
that still retains the moon,
prolonging her enterance
into the magnificent night sky.
The lazy barking of a dog
gives way to the
quiet whisper of waves.
With the taste of salty humidity on my lips,
I inhale the scent of stillness,
after a sudden summer rain.