Listening To the Waves
As one walks along the seafront
tune in to the waves breaking forth
especially as the winds are in full force
there's a sound so loud it feels hoarse
Across the world the sounds not the same
so many oceans have their own voice
a perspective so different from one another
listen in depth so then you have a choice
In my native Scotland on the Clyde
the wind was causing waves to crash
with sounds aggressive but true
which tells you stay calm, no rash
Walking along a very hot seafront
Fuerteventura Island was my place
watching waves speak words so still
makes one ponder to find my space
Stroll along the Indian Ocean
the waters running over my toes
listening intently ear ever open
here in South Africa cover my woes
(Quote:
"I was born with the ability to hear the sea speak, she had so much to say, it broke my heart." - Anon. )
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