RoseAnn V. Shawiak
The Drop Of An Ocean - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
The song of the ocean is loveliest of all.
It's waves are so mighty, it's depth is so tall.
The foam as it breaks under the pull - the mist
as it spreads and lingers in our eyes.
Over the waters a bell cries out and today is
Sunday we realize.
Up, over and beyond the sand the little drops
of water become one.
To become great we must first become small,
says the drop of an ocean as it falls for a
moment upon the sand.
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