Trey Walton
Standing tall,
among the dogs,
meditating in the rain.
Breathing wind,
becoming peace.
-Trey Walton
Of far off shores and far off places,
where the red-tinged sunsets fall.
Of deep ocean trenches and crashing ocean shores,
where the red-tinged sunsets fall.
Of high mountains and spectacular valleys,
where the red-tinged sunsets fall.
Of the doors to heaven and the keys to peace,
where the red-tinged sunsets fall.
- Trey Walton