I love your
Fifty shades of grey
When the sea meets
The land with force
Fury,
Flirting dangerously on
The fine line between
Love, and hate.
Where do I stand?
Feet buried in your sand,
Cheeks whipped by
Your salty winds…
Quiet referee
Of your inner feuds
All is not pretty but
There’s beauty to be found
In every mile of your coast!
Even worlds apart,
I’m just a whisper away…
I just love your
Fifty shades of grey!

Special thanks to my good friend Jan, who feeds me incredible sights of my beloved Denmark almost daily. The above picture is a kind gift from him.