Well Trodden Land

A brief poem I made while walking along an AMAZING beach in Alaska

Endless tracks lie within these sands
Of people long past who wandered these lands
They searched for a purpose a goal to achieve
But when nothing was found they were forced to leave
Now the cliffs peer down never changing and grand
And the sea looks up forever grasping at the sand
They both gaze upon this well trodden land

Countless stars in the sky covered by cloud
The ever present moon shining through the shroud
Both fly high above the world of man
Witnessing the passing seasons span
Now guided by their light I find the strength to stand
Knowing that the worst is past and the best is at hand
Now I walk upon this well trodden land

End


Give me some reviews where maybe you add onto the poem or improve it. I’d love to get some new ideas.