It begins with the first breeze of morning across the sea shore
phonographic moments from early rising seagulls, arriving
at the edge of dawn, soaring into the blueness above
Initiating the steps to a beautiful day break the shore awakens,  
with a harmony of sounds, orchestrated to perfection by nature;
Footsteps in the sand
salted lips and hands
wet feet digging deep
while others are still asleep
Front view seat on the cool cool spot, there she sits and waits for him  
a wild chestnut horse with pony box hooves, running swift as the wind
She named him Red Beauty for the flecks of his eyes are rubies of light
in the slow rising sun.
He trots nigh away
but here she will stay
til' the sun burns inside
all the tears she has cried

It all starts with a dream, at the edge of the shore
with a girl and a horse racing right through the door
all the while the wind chimes, as the sea shells incline  
at the end of the day she goes home, just in time.