I watch the waves as they come in,
They crash, they smash, then re-begin.
The wash, the spray,
All clear, white and blue.
The sounds of seagulls flying through.
The peace of the ocean,
The tranquility of life,
The harmony of nature,
All virtues of life.
Appreciated by those who have learnt to love,
The earth’s many wonders.
A gift from above.