Sand slides gently between my toes.
Wind blows slowly, caresses my cheeks.
“Slow, slow” the ocean goes.
Warm grey the Sky is—and its
Welcoming clouds are smiling
To me—along with the waves.
“Happy, happy” the birds are chanting
My soul and my spirit now can rest.
There is certainly a God behind this Ocean.
My eyes spread sweet tears on my face—
Insane beauty is too much for a man.
Oh Lord, I do feel Your Eminence—
But as soon as the sun sets
Faithless I am again—helpless.