I’ve walked along this beach before,
A desolate, barren, rocky shore,
And yet I always return for more.

When my life starts to crash and burn,
It is to THIS place that I return,
As if there’s something I must learn.

I walk along its sandy length
And somehow the journey gives me strength.

I mull over all that’s gone awry,
The wherefores and the why, why, WHY?
And solutions present themselves by and by,

Within an hour or maybe two,
I resolve what it is that I must do,
And then, my love, I return to you.
© Caro Ness 2016 (with crucial embellishments by +Canis Poetam (Zen Dog)

Photo used by kind permission of +Priya Patel