To see the Sea

Down the hill

Along the lane

The road is steep

Quadriceps strain

Traverse levada

Water trickles

Path is narrow

Grasses tickle

Descending steps

Five hundred plus

Our footsteps light

No repercuss

Mountain trail

A darkened tunnel

Rocks prevail

Untethered rubble

Summer blooms

The sea in sight

The crashing booms of

Neptune's might

And then we lunch beside the waves

Forget about the rocks and caves

Until when sun begins to dip

It's time to take the uphill trip

Neptune's might

His crashing booms

Sea's out of sight

Still summer blooms

Untethered rubble

Rocks prevail

A darkened tunnel

Mountain trail

Repercussions

Footsteps harrowed

Grasses tickle

Path is narrow

Five hundred plus

Up concrete flight

Traverse levada

Water bright

Hamstrings strain

The road seems steeper

Along the lane

And up, up, up the hill

Until with tired and wobbly legs

We make it home and draw new breath

For long and steep it may well be

But worth it all to see the sea