The Sun sets into the horizon, into its deep tone red.
Just laying dormant, she's by no means dead
the waves of the sea come crashing in, a thundering surf meets the sand.
An Atlantic wind and an offshore breeze gives a helping hand.
The hills and cliffs around me are covered in grass so green.
Everything around me is such a beautiful scene.
I sit on this dune of sand, perched up so high.
Watching out to the horizon where the sea meets the sky.
Nature. From fish to crustacean and insects, there are so many.
Noise, combustion and pollution? No. There is not any.
Slowly night begins to fall. Light from the Sun? Darkness will take it all!
Out at sea brews a dark storm but this darkness isn't cold hearted.
This darkness is warm.
No matter how loud the thunder, how heavy the rain,
this land gives my heart such love, never ever pain.
This land I love, This land I call home.
Even when I am by myself, I'm never truly alone.
This is where my heart and soul lie.
For as long as this land exists,
I shall never die!
© Brian Holmes 1998
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