I sit upon the bones of earth where they
meet ocean's breath who gossips through the day
through countless ebb and flow the whisp'ring waves
beseech the bones of earth come and engage
to share some bit of grand terrestri'l lore
but silence only emanates from shore
indiff'rence does to silence not equate
the sea and shore exist at different rate
in time the shore responds to ocean's breath
his answer patience shows to her behest
the jagged countenance shore once displayed
is softened by the sea's caress allayed
oh would that I in bones of earth should melt
so ocean's love eternal could be felt
© 2016 Frederick Andrew ~ All Rights Reserved
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