Watching the rolling ocean, rushing to meet
Shoreline so rocky, sandy smooth or sleek
Whatever time of day, one can always see
Meeting-greeting, as shore welcomes sea

Whether cove or long bay, nature will perform
In constant motion, from twilight to the dawn
Assisted by a breeze, even on a still day
Ocean may roar, as it rolls and runs away

Wiping away anything, left on the shore
Making it fresh, like nothings been before
Just like the night sky, strangers watch
Motion familiar, do thoughts ever match

Know our feelings, as we experience beauty
Watching in silence, becomes a special duty
If all people, could enjoy such simple things
Would our world be a happier place, minus some sin....