A Coastal Walk Poem by Phil Soar

I began to walk along the coastal road, and slowed my pace
Taking in the view, as salty wind blew on my face
I watched the waves far out to sea, all rushing for the shore
And wondered if my mind would like to wander and explore

The impulse just to sit and watch the day roll by, was great
To see how nature functions, how it urges to create
A varied world where every sight that greets a brand new day
Was not the same for every moment nature passed our way.

The rocks and fauna on the cliffs, and how the spray made sure
That flowers and blooms were everywhere, had made me want for more
And as I headed off inland, the urge to turn my head
Was only matched by hopes of future sights out there instead