Love Story – Part 42

Run on the beach

Sometimes life seems to be
like a run for me
on the beach
of a rough sea
with a salty taste
on my lips
and stormy breeze
in the face,
but when the sun
rises above me
in the morning sky
out of a dark cloud,
my heart beats high
an I feel proud
for living free
in this one moment
whatever the end will be.