PLAY MISTY FOR ME

Much warmer today but the sea mist rolled in and the walk could have been anywhere. Then you get to dreaming about what will be around the next corner. . .

. . . the answer will only be really known by this gentleman, sitting in his car alone in the car park with just a tree to talk to.

I have yet to twig what he is talking about . . . sorry !

Pale sun obscured by a wall of mist
Mournful singing below on the cliffs
Silence palpable, only dreams exist
On the plane between time, we shall meet

A moment of wonder, an eternity of awe
Broken suddenly by a seagull's joyous caw
As far below the waves greet the seashore
I know why I'm here, what I must live for

A selection from Misty Morning by Alison Pearce