Spirit of Place poem for Yacaaba at entrance to Port Stephens from Jimmy’s Beach

Shimmering with light
makes the Bay glow by night.
I pick a pebble from the sand,
as waves kiss my feet.

I ask the Universe
to soothe
my wounded Heart.
She gives a balm, her night air.

I allow the song
of dolphins
to rise up
my spine,
to lift my crazy spirits
higher, in line
with true time.
“More walking on Jimmy’s Beach " is pronounced,
to usher in
the Sea of Green.

And all the Seaweed bows.