Ocean View Poem by Gert Strydom

When waves driven by the wind
foam and do sweep in white,
then I do wonder what kind of catastrophe
do hide in the dark depths?
On the top it does bubble
en it's an image of wondrous beauty
with breaking waves that do slam against the banks of rock
do jump up as if the fingers of the water do reach for the heaven
but somewhere in the depths
seaweed and rotting material are dragged along
while predators, sharks and octopuses do sneak around,
while every natural thing is set to hunt,
when the entire world is decaying like things are
after Adam and man fall to sin.