A Morning Alone

A poem.

Photo by britt gaiser on Unsplash

The cool morning is thick with sea fog

I slowly wander down to the shore

Nothing but the waves crashing fills my ears

I stop and breathe in the chilly salty air

The only warmth is radiating from my coffee mug

Sipping the slightly bitter java

I gaze into the endless ocean

Feeling small, at ease, peaceful