Come, take a walk with me in beautiful South Devon - starting high above Kingswear and following the track that leads down to the coast and the estuary of the River Dart where the Mewstone Rock lies opposite the 

old wartime coastal defences.  Let your mind float free in the air, unencumbered by four walls  Walk along

as often as you please.

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Near Kingswear Town there stands a tree

That stands alone and waits for me

To take the track back to the sea

The way down by the Mewstone.

 

Past the beacon in the corn

Built for every seaman born

To the works of war forlorn

At bay down by the Mewstone.

 

Above the rocks...beneath the pine

Lookouts lost in leaf and vine

Still staring out in dark design

Decay down by the Mewstone.

 

When life and living make no sense

And all I care for gives offence

I do not fret but get me hence

To stray down by the Mewstone.

 

And when I walk that winding lane

Towards the sea beyond the grain

I find my peace of mind again

And pray down  by the Mewstone.

 

The fields my church...the wind my choir

The sky above a mighty spire

That soars and draws my spirit higher

Each day down by the Mewstone.

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