I stand composed, in a tranquil repose.
Overcome with humility, not worthy of notice.
The vast sea opus renders me speechless.
As frescoes of froth crash on the shore,
I overflow with gratitude, in tide pools of grace.
And, as the waves cascade in hope; I contemplate my future,
At the same time, marveling, at the holiness of this place.
Walking on the beach today,
Starfish appeared from the watery sky.
Star shaped in bright hues,
Configured-- all lopsided and awry.
The ocean unhinged its aquatic treasure chest,
And tossed upon the sand its favorite toys--
Sea stars, dressed in vibrant violets and chalky starch whites
For me and hubby to enjoy.
Edited by Sherapy, 24 April 2012 - 11:40 PM.