We just spent a long long weekend in Charleston S.C. Historic! Vibrant! And a place of warmth and hospitality and great food. There was so much to explore. We enjoyed a boat excursion, (an eco tour) to one of the few remaining undeveloped Charleston barrier islands we found this majestic forest it was stunningly beautiful!

Once they whispered with the wind
Palms and trees a green parade
Their beauty natural and kind
Roots in silvered sand were laid

Now like ghosts upon the shore
Bleached by sun and salt engrossed
Their shady refuge is no more
They just stand along the coast

No leaves to dance no shade to give
Yet still they rise unbowed unbent
A legacy of what can live
And linger when the life is spent

The ocean hums their requiem,
Its tides recite what once had grown
And in the stillness proud they stand
A forest turned to weathered stone.

So when the dawn ignites the bay
And light ignites their every seam
They shimmer not as death but stay
As statues of a living dream.