Seaside

Meet me in the waves so we can gently rock upon the sand
and fall upon each other within the darkness of the deepest sea
and give to the ocean her song of stillness
Let us sway with her sea grass like a flag of beauty that she brings to battle
For every mountain swallowed within her is but a grain of sand placed in an oyster shell
Even the islands will be her gown upon our wedded bliss
Her rains will come to the highlands and bear down fruit of many trees
Though man will divert the rivers and dam the flows
Oh the patience of the water will break down and erode every low place to deep canyons
We will pool and calm the lake waters until it is clear like a crystal ball in our hands