Dunes, sand, beach. North Devon.  An awesome place, never the same.
Walked on innumerable times.

Woolacombe Beach

Alpha and Omega,
The beginning and the end,
Implacably old in it’s shining modernity.
The place where the elements
Earth, Air, Fire, Water,
Intersect.

Sand – Sky – Sun – Sea
Mingle and reflect.
Clouds scud, disperse –
Winds whip – then drop.
Mists move in.

Tides turn, churn, hiss
Deposit and retrieve detritus
Human and marine
Sanding all down relentlessly.

Lightly we walk across
Transparent in our transience
Wraithlike in an evening haze,
Our tracks
Erase

My Reading of Woolacombe Beach