Thought on the beach?

Coming to grips with feeling of the past.

She sat on the lone beach,
Crowed by her memories.
Trying to confront her fears.
Nature's noise,
Nothing compared to the whirlwind
inside her head.
Suddenly the wind on beach began to pick up.
The sun that few minutes ago curressed her skin,
Hid behind the fluffy curtains in the sky.
As though Mother Nature was mimicking
Her thought and fears.
Or had she felt Mother Nature's mood,
And needed the support of one who understands.
Which ever way around,
If one really listens, Mother Nature will comfort your body and mind.
Through seeing her perfection,
knowing only God's hand can wield,
Will also comfort your soul.