The Solitary Shore On the solitary shore, I stand, Where waves caress the golden sand, With sea foam dancing on my toes, And whispered tales the ocean knows.
Each crest a fleeting breath of life, Reminds me of the world’s sweet strife, In every ebb, a moment’s grace, A tender kiss on nature’s face.
As tides retreat, I feel their pull, A quiet longing, heart so full, For on this coast, where wild winds play, I find my thoughts begin to stray.
O solitude, you teach me well, In nature’s chapel, I will dwell, For on this shore where waters meet, I find the pulse of my heart’s beat.
- J C R Selwyn