VIGILANCE BEACH
By Randall Butisingh

Under this canopy of blue
Remote from the toil and strife
of busy life
I sit and dream in peace.
There in the distance, just within
my gaze
Nature her rich carpet spreads
of even green;
While dotting the sky in
silken loveliness’
White birds fly home to roost.
And as I sit in wordless wonderment,
The tired sun rolls stealthily away
Leaving the new-born moon and
heaven’s multi-eyes to shine;
And with each gust of wind
I feel the breath of God
And hear his voicein each wave’s
murmuring.

Jeff Kouba