Portnoo

Step inside the painting,
Pink and orange sky,
Grass tickles fingers,
Sand swallows toes.

Close your eyes and listen,
Waves ebb and flow.
Look left. Look right.
A reminder of your size.

Eyes dance across the island,
Sea twinkles and winks.
Errigal watches from above,
As clouds linger low.

Does this beach know me –
As much as I know it?
Does the ocean miss me?
I’ll forever miss it.

Another mental picture,
A final fresh breath.
What a gift to have seen heaven,
Before you’ve even left.