I took a walk along a coastal path
Where the sounds of waves that crashed upon the shore
Was music to my ears
And the wind that blew across the cliffs
Refreshed my face with a cold mist
As I soldiered on
Walking among heather and moss
Through fields where many walkers have crossed
I kept the ocean in sight
The view for miles kept my senses alert
Watching my steps as erosion had made an impact
And yet the sea retreated
On another day, I may have witnessed its force
As the sandstone gave way and was at its mercy
But not today
I took this walk with nothing on my mind
But took away so many endless dreams
And I WILL return
But not today
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I can actually picture you on your walk, very well written Phil