My Soul Soars

My soul soars when I’m at the beach,
I feel that I can stretch and reach,
the secrets buried in the clouds,
unraveling them makes me proud.

I can perch on peaks of rainbows,
absorbing colors till I glow,
then jubilantly slide towards Earth,
landing in the sea, filled with mirth.

I can paint the sky rosy hues,
then change it to red-orange on cue,
varying the strokes of the paint brush,
the skyline’s masterpiece is lush.

I can float in the air with gulls,
while sea wind's gentle motion lulls,
then swoop and dive to catch a fish,
which brings luck and grants every wish.

My soul soars when I’m at the beach,
shouting my deepest wish to teach,
that daily treasures surround you,
open your heart to nature’s view.