Ocean Poem by RAVIKIRAN ARAKKAL

Mighty is the ocean, lashing
the shores withs waves
Surf of prstine white,
The children playing
In the shallow waters,
Somersaulting in pleasure,
Over the waves, the surfers
Riding the waves,
Fisherman out in the deep
To carry their catch
For their living, the blue ocean,
Lay spread three fourths
Of the earth, caring for
The land it served
With so much of life in it,
And in the ocean,
Like a mother, it saw
The birth and deaths
Every day in billions,
Sometimes rising
In huge monstrous waves,
Tumbling every thing
In it's path, men hardly
Aware of its presence,
The sea made its presence
It felt in the deep
And the surface nurchuring
The full life of the earth.