Take my hand and we shall walk together
along this strip of land awash with sea.
You and me, in Paradise, forever
our footprints formed behind us; placidly.
Take my hand; we’ll dip into a blue sky;
We’ll swim into the briny foam like fish
who nibble near our legs with eyes that sigh.
Whose later joy becomes delicious dish!
Oh, heaven, hallowed, in this strip of beach!
we’re shouting like the seagull, overheard
in tones so loud the tide is overreached!
We’ll sing of love and jungle with the birds.
But should sea-bird-fish-sky and land be lost,
if still I hold your hand, there’s little cost.