A vast basin of water
Constantly in motion.
This such natural wonder
Is known as the 'ocean.'
There's rhythm to the ocean
As the waves come and go.
And the mystic tides
Are, either, high or low.
Depositing articles
Onto the ocean's shore:
Turtle, conk, jellyfish
Old coins and much more.
Its repetitive movement's
Eroding to beach sand.
But its accommodation's
Amazing unto man.
Transporting barges, ships,
Enabling surfers too,
It is quite a wonder
'Tis an utter wonder what
The ocean's motions do.
(Revised 9/2016)
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