Contemplation

Along this stretch of beach I sit
That I may contemplate a bit;
O'er life and love and peace and war,
And calmness to my soul restore.

For as my idle thoughts do soar
Now tempered by the oceans roar;
I wonder what's to come of me
And what, if anything, I'll be.

I query if true love I'll find.
Or if in loneliness entwined,
I'll wander ‘lone throughout my days,
A pris'ner in an endless maze.

I ponder how on foreign lands
Perhaps a gallant army stands
Prepared to fight, that some may live
In freedom, and their lives will give.

I then can see the children play
On meadows green throughout the day.
And then in tranquil beds they sleep.
Their innocence the peace will keep.

I know the world does little care
About these thoughts that I now air.
For if a cause I do endorse
Or wish to change the world’s course

I must not stay upon my shelf,
Rely on no one but myself...
However, now I think I'll stay
Upon this beach along the bay.