The Garden Of The Sea Poem by Peter S. Quinn

The garden of the sea
Reaches there to you
Flowing for an eternity
Always fresh and new
The breath of its play
Writes over the sand
And never shall stay
At anyone’s command

Those playfull billows
Are reaching your mind
Like dew of new glows
That you only find
Those dreams are endless
From outside reach
Infinites absoluteness
That dreams only teach

Their garden of feelings
Is a soundscape breeze
From under those reeling’s
The deep gives in energies
And this you only know
For you have been there
On their run run and go
To other coasts somewhere