winding along ancient shorelines,
through forest,
above cliffs,
across brooks
emptying
themselves
into
the
sea.
Ground brush
sweet to smell.
Paths
full of recent rain.
Ocean spray
gentle in the air
the fruit of a pounding sea.
Across the horizon
islands of sanctuary
for birds
of every kind.
Endless ocean
filled with life and mystery.
A walking meditation
for the journey
into God.
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