On our recent trip up north, with our sons and their families, I thought about this poem I wrote back in 1998, in the midst of raising children, working, and extended family activities. It rings true today, but maybe I’d add some grandchildren to the scene. 😉
There's No Place I'd Rather Be There’s no place I would rather be Than by the shore or on the sea. For at this place my heart’s alive My body’s at rest, my soul’s revived. There’s time to reflect, to think, to pray And time to watch nature at play. These retreats are made o-so-fair As different sounds fill the air. Rushing water or gentle waves Is what my body and soul craves. The songbird always sings its song And gulls or loons may join along. Creatures dare to come close you see When I’m quietly sitting with just me. Through it all my Creator speaks And I’d like to be there every week. My world slows down and I rejoice To be on shore or sea is my choice.
