The gentle rippling blue waters of the golden beach
the glint of hot suns rays, the glare of the sun rippling off the waters edge
catching the eye of the soul full stranger on the waters edge
bare foot is he with his bible in hand ,he strolls washing his feet as he gently strolls along the waters edge preaching his bible as he goes bye

The glinting blue sea the coolness of the waters bathing his feet as he strolls in the sea the feeling of the hot sand and water on the souls of his feet gently massages his feet
the birds calling to one and all his glowing white grown gently falling into the waters edge

the gentle breeze the only cooling of the hot midday sun high in the sky
at peace with his solitude letting the time go bye
the stillness the peace the solitude alone he is hearing his own heart beat the only sound around at peace with his souroundings for he keeps his own company but shares his love to every one he touches

alone his he to have sollitude as he strolles in the midday sun
the hot gentle breeze the light blue skies ,cloudless, open skies
boats gently moored moving up and down at the waters edge the only other sounds around the fisherman he calls to baptise thee for he is he sun of god