Ocean

Photo by Peter Hollard (Weskus)

 

Is it truly understood
The ocean and the shore.
One with the other always
Together at their core.

The ever changing coastline
Defeating those who chart,
The way they move in concert
A union that is art.

Ripples running up the sand
The sand that tumbles back.
Tides that reach the high mark
Seemingly on attack.

Rocks that accept a pounding
From a sea that rants and raves,
Waiting for the storm to end
And the calming of the waves.

 

When I go to sleep at night
Secure, afraid no more.
I give thanks up above
For my ocean, on your shore.

 

Peter Hollard