A walk along the beach
comfort of the salty air
Half way up on the mountain side
the valley below
Each step taken along the
cobblestone way
The rose, the iris and the lilly
sent from God
So precious and so few are
the moments
Does the soul really surrender?
Resting my thoughts beneath
the flashing night sky
comforts what I feel
Each step takes us closer
to the everlasting peace
Each step takes us also
to the comfort of where
we belong
A walk along the beach
and I am out there
somewhere
Robert H. Green
� 2003
