The Hidden Beach

As the waves walk up and down the shore,
the wind softly pushes past.
Seashells scattered the sand
like sprinkles on a cupcake.
The fish leaped out of the water,
as elegant as a veela.
The reef shown barely through the water
glistening in the sun’s open arms.
The agile fall leaves dived for the ground,
gently landing like a ballerina.
The pebbles moved so slightly
In the winds gentle touch.
All was well on the hidden beach
Of nature and such.