majestic tides sweep the shore 'round the clock every twenty-four
waves so high, they break against the sky,
as birds and marine prey look for daily delights,
the sunrise flows above the waves,
and shines beneath the clouds, cycling yet another day.
slowly, the waves inch on shore, and sift the sand slightly more.
shifting tides into the day, brings a new surprise,
as the northwest wind roars on by,
with beachcombers, fishermen and castaways look for a prize.
