Kiama Blowhole
The vast ocean would entwine with the sky
and thus consumed with this burning yearning,
gathering strength, its mission, do or die,
waves around lava rocks begin churning.
Kiama is where ocean’s heart and soul
demonstrate that heavens are within grasp,
with waves swirling skyward at this blowhole,
as emotions peak, heart lets out a gasp.
The chamber from which the ocean does rise,
we equate in us as cave of our heart,
where God’s magnetism delights to surprise
our soul, on feeling bliss ignition start.
Beholding in wonder, sea waves thunder,
we feel rapture rise from deep down under.
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