Crystal clear waters,
A cool gentle breeze.
The quiet of the ocean,
Where life lives and breathes.

The rain starts to fall,
One drop at a time.
Then more and more,
To create a tide.

The white water falls,
And kisses the sand.
Like the soft touch,
Of god's gentle hand.

The beauty of the sea,
It is willing to share.
And gives of its life,
With love and tender care.

We sit in wonder,
Of the mysteries of the deep.
Then leave it to grow,
With restful sleep.

Sheila..