The Sea You Can't See


The Wind is mixing with the salt

it talks to me

whispering that it is a breeze

wisping through my hair as it dares

fluffing it from underneath

just beyond me I know thee is resting on the blue green sea


The silk of the sea

as it licks the beach

just as swiftly it retreats

brushing upon the beads of sand

asking who I am


Crystals of sand

reflecting the sun

specs make up a beach

an endless supply

massages the feet of passerbys


The sunlight beaming down

giving a tan to those underneath

the warmth shines its way through the sea

and into me


The wonders of what God creates is just one example of this place



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