
Stop to look around,
And you shall see, that
Which has always been,
Yet sometimes goes unseen
The Ocean with
Water so deep and blue,
Shimmering and sparkling
As tides rise and fall, and
We make do
With the faintest hint and hue
Of the mirrored sky
A delight at night, and
Refreshing and alight by day
The sun golden overhead,
As clouds dance in their stead
And make the mystery
Of our history
And time on this planet
Sometimes too much to manage, yet
We return to the ocean
With a spirit of renewal
Ripe for a return to the source
Of that all encompassing jewel
Which is majestic, and also
Quite prophetic and magnetic, so
Take the time, dear friend
To breathe in
That salted air, which
Is also quite exalted, and
A blessing to us all
Who have halted to experience
And give our many thanks
To the life viens of this place
In response to Sunday Poser Prompt #1 on Keep it Alive, by Sadje.