Standing on a cliff
watching far away
over the end of the sea
Waves making fierceful sounds
rushing to the grey-coloured rocks
Louder than the booming
is the silence of the deep
there the seeker will find
the secrets of the oceans.
Dark, peaceful, still
and so articulate is the seafloor
Beautiful expression....! ! ! Reality is projected...! ! Awesome write.
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Dark, peaceful, still! ! ! ! Muse of the ocean. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.