Of Sand And Sea

The repeating cycle Of sand and sea Under golden sun Calls to me, “You must return To our sandy beaches Where nature’s law Calmly teaches Strength, tenacity And perseverance To all those willing To see and hear it. In the waves In the wind In the whispering sand Are secrets to learn And understand.”

Ancient Land

Infused with wisdom Organic and pure The waters run through Sediment and sand The air fills our lungs Where the mountains stand For centuries Broken by clenched fists Caressed by gentle hands Destroyers or defenders Of this ancient land

Houseplant

  It would like The warm tropical sun Where people gather On beaches for fun It would like An oasis in the sand Where people enjoy A fruity drink in their hand It would like Where the trade winds blow Where people take surfboards Everywhere they go Still, as a houseplant The palm tree grows

Lavender Fields

  Lavender fields Grew despite the smog Under the veil Of polluted fog That became heavier As it closed in Carrying the sins Of where it’d been Lavender fields Grew stronger still Spreading from their field To the crest of the hill Where above the smog Their purpose was clear Lavender fields Cleansed the atmosphere