Morning Walk

Sometimes when I need to get away I know a place Where nature Has protected its own Miles and miles away There is a beach Flat and narrow As a light brown ribbon stretching Out to forever. I want to be there At first light Coffee in hand Smelling the fresh air Walking along the deserted stretch Listening to the rhythm of waves breaking On shore Overhead Noisy seagulls My only companions. Way off in the distance Is another solitary figure A dot on the beach Walking slowly Nearby a dog running up and down Barking in the wind. In silence I watch The sun suspended over the ocean Like a beautiful picture There is no more for me to do this morning But to witness the beginning of another day.