Foaming waves on raging seas
Natures Gales from initial breeze
Battering coastlines, shifting sand
Re-aligning the changing land
Blowing dunes and pounding rocks
And everything that it unlocks
Whilst marine life waits out of sight
Staying clear of natures might
An atmosphere with a violent flair
No time to breathe in the swirling air
A distant calm some way off shore
We sit in silence and hear it's roar
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