I will live by the sea

and hear the waves murmuring

their eternal secrets as

they die gently upon the shore;

I will see the sun setting

and its face reflected in those cerulean waters.

I will live by the mountains,

and see their dazzling white faces

present a challenge—

a dare I can’t refuse;

I will see the ocean reflecting that challenge

and I will know, despite their taunts, that I am at peace here.

I will leave this place eventually—

Someday I will say farewell

But today, I am at peace

And I know they are my friends;

I hold out my hand, and, with it,

hold out my heart.