Fire burning next to the seashore
The sand so dusty so bronze with horizon of a supple wave
The wind roaring, a smiling surrounding
Though, the rain may poor like a huge ball hitting a raging blizzard
The sun will continue to shine and the smile will get deeper on ones glowing look
Ships will sail, pebbles will come and go, and sand will dropp
Like the dropping of peals in an ocean filled with gold treasure
It is a typical coastline
With the blowing of grace
Though silence is present, the eagles still sing
Not a soul at sight, but the bells still ring
The sun somersaulting in the ray of light
Make belief they will come, life will come.
Be patient, ‘O ocean you will be known and loved.
One day when the storm fades, and life has appeared.
Children are dancing with imagination and building sandcastles, you will smile again like a joyful crab.
Your shadows will dance with you too.
Just be patient.
‘O ocean your time will come.
The time will come when the abyss is filled with a happy hope.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
'Be patient, ‘O ocean you will be known and loved.' i like this creative line. thanks for sharing.