Sitting and listening
to the sounds of the sea
to the bleating of sheep

Escaped from the traffic
Escaped from the smoke
smelling only the grass,
the sand and the sea

Sea mist providing intimacy
Between me and the world
Whilst blissfully below me
a child dances in the innocence of youth

No pressures upon me
but those of myself
Oblivious to the city
a few miles away

Relaxing with my thoughts
in peace and harmony
Lieing here, just thinking
how nice is the day

Chris McKenna 13/05/2000 13:15 - 13:45 Written while sitting on cliffs overlooking Rhossili Bay, on the Gower peninsula	Back to poetry index Back to main index
Copyright (C) Chis McKenna 2000.