FOOTSTEPS
I close my eyes and see the ocean,
It lifts my spirit high;
Faithful and true, ever strong
it moves and stills, storms and comforts.
The ocean was there when Earth began
and never let her down.
Its rhythm and song was Always.
A lullaby and a symphony in one.
As I drift inland, forests appear
Trees of all kind, being their faithful selves.
Raising branches and leaves
to the life giving rain and sun.
Ocean and forest, life affirming forces.
Will mankind ever understand,
the strength and love needed
to give like them.
To create life here that is harmonious
A life that gives in joy, that does not destroy.
A life that wants harmony for all,
A life that leaves creative foot steps,
Footsteps that softly raise minds high.
© miriam ivarson
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