Mother Ocean
Purple sky at dusk
Another day now wanes
We've done all that we must
It's time to feel her waves
Lapping at our feet
Comforting though oft cold
Her sand between our toes
Despite ancient, never old.
We live to feel connected
Grounded by her size
Mother Ocean in her vastness
Makes us feel both small and wise
The forced contemplation
Keeps perspective in our heads
Her dormant power doesn't threaten
No, she gives us peace instead.
