Wind Rushing In My Ears Poem by T. Alfred Norman

Whhhhhhhhhhhwww......

Wind rushing in my ears
Roaring as if a lion stood on this beach
These plains of sand its Serengheti
Breathing heavy - all around me

The ocean rushing up to shore
Rising tides on the slope of time
Its beauty closer than the horizon
Heaven and destiny containing the sea

Us, shells sheared by fierce elements
Crunching below the rhythmic beat
Searching for something in the deep
These grains of sand I come to roam

Feeling like a wind blown dune
Aboard a ship without mast or sail
I give in and let the Lord prevail
In my heart the man has grown

Wings glide through a Carolina blue sky
As the sun begins to taper and set
Dimming my tears placed there by the wind
And the still waters tell me the day is gone.



Wrightsville Beach, August 20,2004

Inspired by God's creation, the Alpha and Omega. His presence is in the sea, the rocks, the water and wind, in my heart, my soul, my mind and my pen.