A Poet's Haven

You can take the boy out of 

the high desert in which he was born.

You can take him away from the mountains 

he once explored.

You can take him from the horse’s, 

he use to ride.

You can plant him near an ocean 

where he can hear the pounding surf 

and gentle caress of the waves.

You can have him spend his Summers,

amidst the sea and giant swells that fill

his soul with the scent of brine.

And when he becomes a man 

he will walk upon the sand 

run his fingers through the damp earth 

wiggle his toes in the green grass.

And he will fall in love with a woman 

who loves wildflowers and rides horses.

#horses, #waves, #sea, #wildflowers, #love