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Jul 30
How fine it is to see
these waves roll
upon my beach,
To watch the sun dance
and play its light on
the water, like a vast
array of precious gems.

What a joy to feel the cool
power of the tide curling
around my legs.

These same waves perhaps
have embraced a thousand
other beaches, and have
belonged to strangers unknown,

But today these waves, this beach,
this moment belongs to me alone.
Who is not thrilled and
in awe of the splendid
power and beauty of the
sea? It gets me every time.
Written by
Stephen E Yocum  M/North Western Oregon
(M/North Western Oregon)   
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