washing on the shores,
the rustling winds in
the palms, the caws
of birds and scuttling
of ***** the silence
in the mornings, and
the quiet in the night
echoing, soothing,
playing, evolving
the sounds of the ocean
sound like some ancient
composers song
there is life in this music
human life, animal life,
plant life, sea life, life
of the air, life of the
earth, life of the tiny
and life of the big
we feel it more than we
hear it
and we smile
the bass hum of the trees
the melody of the seagulls
the harmony of the wind
the crescendos of the waves
it is the song of the sea
the music of the ocean
the soundtrack of life
I feel my muscles unclench
and relax
Apr 3, 2011
Apr 3, 2011 at 5:49 AM UTC
washing on the shores,
the rustling winds in
the palms, the caws
of birds and scuttling
of ***** the silence
in the mornings, and
the quiet in the night
echoing, soothing,
playing, evolving
the sounds of the ocean
sound like some ancient
composers song
there is life in this music
human life, animal life,
plant life, sea life, life
of the air, life of the
earth, life of the tiny
and life of the big
we feel it more than we
hear it
and we smile
the bass hum of the trees
the melody of the seagulls
the harmony of the wind
the crescendos of the waves
it is the song of the sea
the music of the ocean
the soundtrack of life
I feel my muscles unclench
and relax
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