Mist blew into my face.

The wild wind howled and whipped my hair around.

This is the place where I feel calm.

Gray clouds gathered, almost blocking the sun. 

I wiggled gritty and coarse sand in between my toes.

This is the place where I feel calm.

I let anger, sadness, and joy wash over me,

So that I may feel whole again.

This is the place where I feel calm.

Small creatures hiding in the rocks,

Waiting to be found.

This is the place where I feel calm.

Shells scattered everywhere.

There! There's a sand dollar!

This is the place where I feel calm.

My mind was a raging ocean.

My mind is a still creek.

This is the place where I feel calm.

The waves came in and out,

Drawing me . . . in and out.

This is the place where I feel calm.