Grains of sand, with stories in them precariously written,
The smell of the waves, the rhythmic dance, Oh! I was smitten.
They whispered and sang, then roared with all the might
Poseidon danced in absolute delight.
Surge and retreat, roll on, O ocean,
Elixir of energy, always in motion.
Wooing the sand, making love with the shore
Humming the song, the eternal lore.
Droplets of water paint the beach
Gone in a second, canvas of the witch!
The sound is silence and, silence, the sound
He is there, he is here, he is all around.
Written for Prompt Night Take me to Ocean