I Think I Know Why the Ocean Flows

The view from our cruise ship Conjures far-flung images of amber hues A fusion of illusion and reality Where bending arc of the horizon Greets the magnificent ocean. The ocean flows, having done so Billion years plus so many more Churning, foaming, bouncing, dancing From Atlantic to Pacific, Arctic to Antarctic And every continent in between. It goes to war flaunting armored ships Designs exotic scenic beaches Goes boating, surfing, fishing Enjoys scuba diving in coral reefs. As our dining room turns heads to peek At the petite towns of the Mediterranean Dressed in olive and orange trees Moonlight's reflecting from the sea Dancing to twinkling lights from the hills. This beast and beauty held together by gravity Harbinger of love, romance, happiness Fills my gleeful heart with its own echo I think I know why the ocean flows. August 2, 2017 HM: Strand select V contest by Brian Strand Paced 2nd: A Poem I wrote and Sent Drifting Sponsor: Broken Wings