The End of the Ocean
What’s at the end of the ocean,
past where the waves come in.
The water goes on forever,
I wonder if there’s an end.
The day that it was all created,
must have been an awesome one.
To see all the water as it was laid out,
as the waves came crashing in.
I’m in awe each time I walk on the beach,
when I look at the ocean as it goes on and on,
and watch the waves crashing upon the shore.
with such force yet beauty inside
I wonder each time what it was like that day,
and if God was in awe at the beauty he created.
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