A little piece of heaven.

South Padre in the summer can be quite hot. The island being only 23 miles long and 1/2 mile at it's widest, walking anywhere affords you the tranquil beauty of the sea or bay. A place where, when my feet hit the sand, the cares of the world seemed to just drift away. Away like the waves crashing against the shore, ever changing the sandy scenery. Yes it can be quite hot. But floating in the pool in the heat of the night, ears below the water is an odd echoey deafness. Staring up at the gazillions of stars twinkling in the sky. Ahhh I can just feel it now.
I used to sit on the beach during the winter, that was my summer. When hardly anybody was there except for the older winter Texans~and for once, I was the reining bathing beauty of the beach. I would stare at the oceans horizon for hours and still not quite catch the beauty of it. Hearing the seagulls in the distance, sound of the waves, toes dug deep into the sand, and feeling the salt air on my face. Ahhh I can just feel it now.
I really found that little piece of heaven. That was my sanctuary. The cares of the world wasn't allowed out there. I wouldn't let it. There's something about the way the sky, earth, and sea meet. The trinity. I always felt like I was drawn there unbeknownst to me.
But after all those years, all those days, hours, minutes sitting there. I can still close my eyes and my mind takes me there even tho I am here. And I can feel the sun on my skin as the gulf breeze lifts my hair. I hear the seagulls in the distance. Waves crashing against the shore. The smell of the salt air. Ahhh I can just feel it now.