Ocean Praises
When my heart's bell does toll,
it worship-chimes for my soul.
I excite while driving to align
with sights God made divine.
Under tropic sun glow, I walk
where divine defined waves roll.
Sitting in morn-soft sand, I give
God thanks for His beach design.
As waves tease, then leave, I pray
to cradle all God's ocean praises.
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