Walking on the oceans cliff,
I gaze upon the beauty of the diamond waves,
I feel the misty spray thatâ€™s swept by the November breeze,
A deep breath fills my lungs with crisp cool air,
The warmth of the sun shining on me upon this earthly throne,
I feel at home,
Laying on the soft blades of grass,
Cradled by a perfect mother earth,
The nurture gives me comfort,
I close my eyes and am not afraid
I am at peace,
The wind whispers gently as the roar of the waves soon follow.
The worn out cracks of life fade from me,
As I absorb the sun,
I am free from all,
I am here,
In the now.
I see beyond the picture,
I see through it all.
By Patrick Robert Kelly