Sunday, June 29, 2014

"The sea"

The ripples build as in a trance
Transformed to waves across expanse
And both do mask the swell
Far beneath the surge is strong
Massive movement deep and long
What strength, we cannot tell
And, then the tide adds its effect
A massive touch of moon's respect
This scend we will not quell
From crest, we see the daunting sky
From trough, the sea will capture eye
And, sudden, feel so fell
Conditions perfect for the merge
With ripples, waves, and swelling surge
And man is flung as well


© 2012 whickwithy

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