There is something about the Ocean
That stills the very heart of me
Walking along the coastal paths
Releases the strings that tie
And the ties that bind.
The rolling waves or the surfers curl
The calm dead sea or the ripples that furl
Along the white sandy beach
With not a soul to nod hello
The strand is bare, I walk in peace
No crowds in tow.
In the early hours the Dunkin' Babes suit up to face
The daunting waves
Only seconds submerged, with hearts missing beats
Emerging with laughter set up for their day
Still salty ocean air to keep out the heat.
What power the ocean holds
How do I love the drag, smooth or bold
No mercy is shown to those sunken ships
Just Davey Jones Locker to welcome them to the abyss
Treat it with contempt though and it's terror will unfold.
Great description of the power that draws us to the sea 🌊
I stare at it every day and never tire of it’s magic.