Personal Essays

I Love To Sit On The Rocks At Ka’ena Point

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I love to sit on the rocks at Ka’ena Point, and
Wonder at the beauty of the sea;
I love to stand atop Old Speck, and
Gaze in awe at God’s handiwork about me;
I love to lie in the open field
Near Spencer Pond at night, and
Ponder the vastness of the universe
Spreading out before and beyond me;
I love the simple joy of my dogs playing in the yard;
I love the sound of the neighborhood kids
Shrieking with delight at dusk;
I love hiking in the forest during a gentle rain, and
The smell of damp earth beneath my boots;
I love the pounding of my heart (shhh),
When a bear crosses the trail ahead of me;
A bald eagle on the wing brings a tear to my eye.

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