A sun-kissed day, a perfect scene,
Where azure skies a canvas lean.
The ocean's breath, a gentle sigh,
As waves in rhythm softly lie.

He sought the shore, a tranquil place,
Where sunbeams danced with joyful grace.
To bathe in warmth, to feel the sand,
A perfect day, by nature planned.

Golden rays dance on the shore,
Whispering tales of days before.
Seagulls cry as they soar high,
Painting arcs against the sky.

His body yearned, a golden hue,
To bask beneath the vibrant blue.
A welcome change, from winter's cold,
A story whispered, to be told.

Children laugh with joyful glee,
Building castles by the sea.
Footprints left on sandy ground,
In this haven, peace is found.

The salty air, a sweet perfume,
A symphony of nature's bloom.
He dipped his toes, a joyful sound,
A perfect day, on hallowed ground.

The world feels still, the heart beats slow,
In nature's arms, all worries go.
As twilight paints the day goodbye,
A sun-kissed memory will not die.

Tomaž Jevšenak