Ocean by Mia

Balmy and sweet, the air swirls in salty currents.
The trees sway, the red flowers merely black
outlines against a brillliantly orange, pink and
purple sky. The sun sets farther beneath the
mountains, and the car turns. Then it is there.
Its vast expanise goes go forever in a silvery glow.
The ocean is black now, but the moon highlights
the waves. I close my eyes. I am home.