Go, If You Want To

He’s walking along West Sands beach 

with the sand caressing the soles of his feet 

the waves lap gently, the sun shimmers down 

of all the places he’s loved, this is the jewel in the crown.  

There’s a pull, a need to run but he hesitates 

the crash of waves, the way the water breaks 

he turns to his companion waiting to be told ‘no’ 

instead she tells him, if you want to Go! 

And go he does into the splash of the shore 

kicking up sea spray, pebbles galore. 

This body that’s 200 parkruns high  

has nursed bees back to life, saved spiders and flies      

studies scripture and music and cycles for miles  

‘you can’t be around him without wanting to smile’ 

So Go, if you want to feel the sea on your face 

embrace peace or joy in this happy place.