Morning Walk

Morning Walk

The world is asleep as I quietly escape from reality.
A single click from the latch behind me and I am free.
As the silence of the night embraces me with its solitude,
Only a small chorus of crickets accompany my footsteps.

 

Upon reaching the end of a cracked and uneven sidewalk,
My feet are immediately soothed by a soft cushion of sand.
Tall amber sea oats sway in the warm summer breeze
As the crickets chorus is replaced by an ocean lullaby.

 

I sit alone at the waters edge as tiny bubbles caress my legs.
Somehow the waves wash away my sorrow and tears.
Even if only for the moment, my spirit soars free with the wind.
Here I feel no pain and I am finally me again.

 

In the night sky a thousand freckles of light dot the heavens
While beneath them, cups of moonlight joyfully ride the waves.
Their mother lies in a peaceful slumber on the horizon
As she prepares for her sister to cradle the world in her warmth.

 

Soon, my footprints stretch across the morning sands.
At one with my thoughts I stop to witness her graceful arrival.
Blazing colors of red and orange surrender to pastel pinks and blue
As a morning gull sings his praise to the newborn day.

 

Once again my footsteps resonate off the uneven sidewalk.
As I hear a single click from the latch behind me, I am ready
To begin my day and reflect on my inner thoughts.
Then I thank the Lord for the gift of my early morning walks.

 

Brian K. Walters