Waiting For The World To Change




Of Land And Sea

Like the beach,
Our souls lay there.

As the waves come crashing,
New waters, refresh the spirit,
But always tear a piece of us back with them,
As they withdraw.

And we never know,
if the the mighty ocean will allow us
to be that whole again.


Path of Life

Small pebbles,
The smell of freshly mown grass,
Beautiful, enormous tree tops that tower above our heads,
A fascinating view into the distance,
Where heaven and earth unite on the horizon.

Maybe we should pay more respect to the little things,
As we walk the path of life.