Only she can surely tell, how it started
She saw the earth when it took form
A gentle mystery, yet so warm hearted
Yet she's a terrifying sleeping storm
God secrets she knows, it happend
The ocean saw how it all began
She even seas how It's going to end;
When she saw God creating man
She'll be here when we're way long gone
And even longer than we can ever measure
With secrets buried beyond withdrawn
Quiet, about the sinful souls and treasure
The Ocean saw and she will live on
With secrets long after we're gone
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Breathe
PoetryCombing through the sand of time to reflect on who we were, stitching the wounds together but it only hurts when we remember the past
