Happy Thanksgiving to all!
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I like walking on the beach. It’s good for the mind, body, and soul – and refreshing on my feet.
Silence on this day as most of the birds – the herons, sandpipers, sanderlings, and pelicans are silent. Even seagulls frequently gather to stand in silence – but it seems they also enjoy hearing their squawk.
I’m away from the sounds of the street – no cars, no trucks, no motorcycles interrupting nature’s natural sounds. The low tide stimulates my auditory sense with a variety of pleasures.
The rolling sounds of waves approaching the shore stereophonically pass by me. An occasional thunderous clap serves as a warning of a high probability of a splash.
Today is a lucky day as I notice my favorite beach sound – the steady, gentle rolling splash of water gliding across shallow sand on its way to the beach. The sea seems to be speaking to me – Hush – be quiet and listen – shhhhhhh – enjoy and cherish.
I hear the wind interacting with my ears. It’s easy to detect – from what appears as a light touch – not the persistent whistle or even a roar of other days. The wind’s auditory message changes as I turn to face the opposite direction – but the change is minor this morning.
I hear the regular rhythm of my feet on the sand with each step. It resembles a bass drum keeping the steady beat for the glorious sound of a marching band playing a classic march. I loved my band days.
My feet splashing through the water seemingly muddles the steady beat, but it’s still present.
I stop to stand and look out to the sea. I listen. I hear the light popping of tiny foam bubbles caressing my feet …. ahhhhhh.
I let the sounds of the beach do the speaking through silence because there are no words – and no human words to get in the way.
The sounds of people at the beach are minimal. It’s the off-season, so there are fewer people than during the region’s prime time of summer – and the present are primarily retirees. Other than friendly hellos as people pass, my ears don’t detect a human presence on the beach.
The solitude of a morning walk with the morning sun, the surf, minimal human sounds, and only a few people. The birds are out now – yet, they aren’t noisy. Not even the seagulls. The birds are just adding another layer of natural sounds as they do what birds do.
Sounds are my thoughts on this day. One can hear so much when they take time to listen – especially at an oasis-like the beach. Meanwhile, I like walking on the beach because it is good for the mind, body, and soul – and refreshing on my feet.
See what other bloggers have posted about sounds
- Sound (poem)
- Sound of late summer (a post by a frequent visitor here)
- Sounds (a beach poem)
- The haunting sound (poem)
- The sound of silence (a short story)
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