Travel the Land

Travel the Land


***


We hid in the caves

played in the waves

swam until we

Could swim no more


reached for your hand

My hair filled with sand

Sun Shining down

On the shore


Like children in flight

Hearts filled with delight

We loved until

Our spirits did soar


Lost in your brown eyes

My heart was so high

I held you 

Asked for no more


Before the threshold

In new days of old

Your smile filled me

With love so pure



With you on this beach

I know we could reach

To brothers and sisters 

Ashore


Hear the pied piper

The fruit it grows riper

I love you

I know that I’m sure


Come take my hand

We’ll travel the land

And love

Until we can love no more


Written by David Penn on the coast of Ecuador in 1992. Revised on May, 23, 2022.


*** 


© David Penn Trinley Arndt 2022


*** 


Image by Amber McNeel 


Comments

Popular posts from this blog

Missing Self

I'm Finally Free…

One Taste, One Kiss……πŸ’•…πŸ•Š️