Here's a poem I wrote. This one's been working on me since yesterday when I walked on the Oregon coast.
Watching the footprints on the sand
impressions of others' journeys
as they wandered here and there
taking in the beauty of God's handiwork.
Listening to the sound of waves
breaking on the soft sand
then retreating only to return again
the ebb and flow of life.
you have a much better Footprint poem. thanx.
ReplyDeleteBe sure to take a photo of your own footprints. The sensory awareness expressed in your poem comes from your being there!
ReplyDeleteVery lovely photo. Your poem was wonderful.
ReplyDeleteLovely poem and lovely photo, Lin.
ReplyDeleteLovely poem, Lin. When I first saw the Oregon coast, I was pulled in two directions: I'd always thought the Maine coast was as pretty as it gets, but here was the equally beautiful Oregon coast.
ReplyDeleteOne of my favorite places to stand...on the sand by the ocean. Great post...poem and pics!
ReplyDeleteI am glad this poem found your beautiful voice. So it is. Perhaps that is why so many of us go to the beach with feelings of reverence.
ReplyDeleteI love the photo and of course the poetry..I have always loved the beach even though I don't get there very often...
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