Feet push flat sand down.
New footprints mark the grainy ground.

Looking up to where they head,
a cliff stands, mouth open to be fed

by crashing waves. They spray me gently
with mist, carried by the ocean breeze.

Feet stop. Gaze turns to see
endless sparkles smiling at me,
reaching to a moon floating free.

Such beauty kisses my eyes until my heart stops.
What do I do with such love? My entire body flops.

Lying on soft sand embracing me.
I hear the crickets sing and waters racing happily.

I give up on pathetic time wasting.
It's time I discover this real world I am tasting.

I know there is a person behind it all.
He has captured my heart.
I am lovesick for
Jesus.
He's the one behind it all.