A Sea Symphony.

I took this picture at Widemouth Bay, Devon when we had the edge of Tropical Storm Gordon in the UK 2006.

Sea Symphony.

I was sitting on an empty winter beach,

feeling fine fingers of faraway breezes

play scented chords across my skin.

I was listening to the music;

tuning in to the sounds of

crashing scores of cymbals

clashing with the surf whilst watching

wild sea horses as they raced ashore.

I heard the echoes of bass drums

as the sea sucked and boomed

in and out of sleek creeks

and foam washed rock hewn tombs.

Violins were soaring seabirds.

Gulls were a quivering sound

of circling quavers flashing silver,

singing out in vibrato.

The sound of shingle soothed

the soft percussion and timeless

timpani became the soul of the sea.

Each golden note of the sunset

was scored by nature’s conductor

creating a symphony,

of glorious music.

Then entranced I looked up and saw

golden brushstrokes

painting an endless sky.

But then…

the orchestra stopped playing.

Quietly, softly,

the dusk lit curtains came down.

The conductor and orchestra left.

and

I…

I stayed behind for the

Moonlight Sonata.

Copyright Diana Leighton October 2013.