Ocean..........
Soak it up, salt and waves
Sandy beach, suntan lotion
All over my body, down to my feet
Cool tides rushing in
Broken shells and mussels
Turned over and over within
The rhythm of the currents, rushing sounds
Splishing and splashing
I can lay on a blanket taking a nap or walk the shoreline
On boardwalk or sand
It calls to me annually
I'm reminded how powerful and vast
Luke warm or icy temps in Maine
I'm sure to want to stay
I'd live there if I could
One day, perhaps, one day
STOP
Job 38:8-11 " Or who enclosed the sea with doors when, bursting forth, it went out from the womb; When I made a cloud its garment And thick darkness its swaddling band, And I placed boundaries on it And set a bolt and doors, And I said 'Thus far you shall come, but no farther; And here shall your proud waves stop'?" (NASB)
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Let’s go. It’s calling.
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