Strolling along the bone white shore
Stripped naked by the tide,
Not stone nor shell lay on the floor
And so I never stopped nor slacked in stride.
Over sea and cloud did the sun cast his golden glow,
And everywhere where he did throw
His dazzling beams, was drenched in silver and gold,
How it glittered, how the clouds blushed brightly bold!
Its quiet times like these
When Heaven meets the Sky
And its not so hard to imagine
You’re standing quite nearby.
I can almost hear you whisper,
I can almost feel your touch,
And I close my eyes and pray to God
That you know I miss you much.