I walk alone, by the shore, listening close, to nature’s roar The rushing of waves, near and far attends to solitude, for the restless heart
The sea, in all its vast glory,
tells the traveler of its story:
ceaseless time and boisterous splendor;
peaceful waves with joyous renders
The salty air, with its cleansing wisps;
sprays of aquamarine, chilling and crisp
Bathe deeply and enjoy its mirth~
the nourishment of water and its renewing birth