Nature's Band Date: Tuesday, 4th March 2014 @ 05:36:12 PM AEST Topic: Sad Poetry Contributed By: NoSaint I stand high on cliffs edge Below me the drumming of the waves They crash in foamy brilliance Music which my heart saves Wind blows gently on my face It rustles through my hair A moving tranquil place Removing all despair The sound of the surf calls to me As high above its chorus I stand I feel ever closer to God As I listen to natures band This poem is Copyright © NoSaint Important note: ALL POETRY ON THIS SITE IS COPYRIGHT. If you wish to use any poem for any purpose, please either EMAIL Mick from the sites feedback form, or go to the AUTHOR'S site and EMAIL the author for permission. If you Email Mick for permission on any poem that is not his personal works, he will endeavor to contact the author on your behalf. This poem comes from Your Poetry Dot Com https://www.your-poetry.com/ The URL for this poem is: https://www.your-poetry.com/route.php?page=poetry/PoemDetail&story_id=177886