gulls rise and fall
with the waters
cresting warm currents of air
the resting on pilings in natural prayer
earth mother speaks gently
to her attentive brood
shooing from her table
the raucous multitude
up at once and fly away
leaving still many to fish and play
on sand soft granules
between small toes
a laugh, a cry with life's flow
the dawn by light
ushered a glorious day
beseeching those present
to fall and pray
coursing torrent beneath distant waves
surface calm belies earth's fray
scales tipped
her balance out of sway
sleeping ships, dancing feet
upon her beach
shells, stars, tomorrow
just out of reach
some thunderous rumble
a far off roar
hold truths to bear
upon the shores
glad tidings passed
from tiny hands
to pining brought
upon all lands
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