Ocean's Spray
by Paige Tate
The crashing against the shore, calm,
and then a sudden storm;
that turns the Ocean's black, and fills the sky with rage.
Sinking ships and lost sailors, the ones who never return,
and claim the oceans as their graves.
Calm and still, soft and cold, in the ocean's spray.
Hidden wonders and hidden creatures,
who never see the light of day.
What a wonderful place to stay locked inside of the tide.
The swishing of the tide, crashing against a coral reef;
delicate and bold as they merge as one.
The soft sea spray against the harsh shore and blinding sky.
I never want to leave the crashing,
thrashing, coursing through my veins;
A calling I must obey.
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