©SANIBEL RETREAT


 By Myra Wexler Darwish


The causeway beckons us

To reach the other side.

Where a simpler time exists,

And civility cannot hide.


Roads without streetlights,

Bikes a common view,

A splendid place of quietude

To relax, and then renew.


The birds, the beach, and bountiful shells

Glorify the scene,

With waves intermingling,

I listen, watch and dream.


There is music I am hearing,

The refrain of surf and shells 

Like bells in a cathedral

My heart begins to swell.


Nature at its finest

All in perfect harmony,

A simple life, quite honest,

A place where I can “Be”.