The Sea Ever Flowing

At the end of the sea and start of the sand
there lies a place; a place where we stand
and watch the sea go from shore to shore
in an endless tide; that for so long before
the grass was tall and the wind was blowing,
has been moving like the sea - the sea; ever flowing.

And the stories of time, though it has no effect;
on this endless sea, it will always reflect,
on its blue surface and from deep below;
those stories of time is what it will show
to those who look - who look and stay
long enough to see Forever beneath that white spray.

Have you seen the blue shores? Have you seen
the endless sea flowing like out of a dream?
I can't say I have; or that I understood
what it was trying to tell me best that it could
while I was standing out there; but still I did try, 
as dark clouds came over and covered the sky.

When it rains on the sea, this you should know: 
The sea becomes black and the harsh winds blow, 
while the waves get larger and much taller too; 
it is a frightening sight, frightening for you; 
as for me, I was terrified beyond all my words,
 as I looked up I saw a flock of birds
flying away, to where - I can't say,
wherever they go when it rains on the sea like today.

And then, seeking cover, I was soon again dry; 
and sooner than that out from the dark sky
there came light from the sun, which I greeted
with shouts of joy as the rain retreated.
Back beyond the horizon while the winds dropped
to a breeze, and the great waves stopped
their barrage on the newly-flooded sand, 
leaving only a small place for me to stand.

And there I stood until Forever had passed
and I had seen it; then turning at last
back up to the road where civilization lay,
and that's where I walked, and walked away,
from that great sea, that sea ever going
from shore to shore - that sea ever flowing.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2025

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De Beaulieu Avatar
March 5, 2026 at 11:16 AM
Hello Ron, hyes the sound of the sound of the surf would make me sleep better. I am making tjhis poem my fav. My friend, Enjoy your day. /Darlene/
De Beaulieu Avatar
April 26, 2025 at 2:18 PM
Hello Ron, When it rains ,does the sea ,really turn black? Yes with the wind the waqves would get higher and higher. i have seen the waves when the wind blows on a rainy day get higher. I love the sound of the waves. No matter what the weather. It is relaxing sound Your friend, /Darlene/ My fav.
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April 27, 2025 at 3:59 PM
Hello Ron, Yes the sound of the surf would make a person sleep. i love the sound of the water. It is relaxing. i like the sound of the raindrops hitting my window. It is relaxing. All the best my friend. /Darlene/
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April 26, 2025 at 2:28 PM
Hi Darlene, my first time in Hawai'i we had a 6th floor hotel suite with sliding glass doors that opened onto a balcony that looked out on the beach. We slept with those doors open every night and nothing helps me sleep better than the sound of the surf. All the best, Ron
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