I paddled as I walked towards the art gallery
It was a warm summer’s day in autumn
The sea was a flat sandy blue in colour
I felt at peace with myself and the world
The beach was quite empty apart from thirty
Some were swimming but mainly like me
They were admiring the mirror of the sands
Everything seemed to be on the horizon and totally still
Saint Caron passed me on her sixth generous pilgrimage
We smiled in a silence that faded into the breeze
I looked into the vast skies and admired the intense light
Which was illuminating this the most special of days
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