The Palm Tree Swing
When I need to collect my thoughts,
I return to the palm tree swing.
The sea comes in,
Goes out.
It soothes and collects my ideas.
The rhythm of the sea
Is a touchstone,
Gathering in each inspiration
In time with each sway of the seat.
There is a palpable sense of solitude,
Yet I do not feel alone.
Just peaceful.
I have a sure sense that I possess space,
Space to be myself.
Space to reach the right decisions.
I can always count on the palm tree swing.
The Palm Tree Swing
22 Thursday May 2014
Posted in poetry

It looks so inviting, and I do go down to the sea alone to gather my thoughts. I find the sand and the sea to be the most peaceful place on the earth, or at least as much of it as I know. Now I need to find the swing………
I have never been a sea person like so many people are, William, but I do find it a great place to clarify ideas…