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Beyond wooded cliffs, lie the dunes and bay side tides that follow.
Seabirds flock to the waters timeless ebbing flow.
One-man laughs alone hear his echo on the land.
Seas made from more than terrain’s.
Earth moves through drops of Nor’Easters rains.
One-man walks alone see his washed out footprints in the sand.
Sky colors give waves a jeweled appearance.
It is God's creativeness in a plan less man’s irreverence.
Whitecap’s beauty tiled mosaics of silver, emerald and black shimmering.
Windy and stormy sea flashes lightning thunderous show.
Watery depths evolved in mysteries below until rising tides ebb so low.
All through tumultuous night cresting waters were awash in simmering.
One-man’s a fool who will not come in from the rain.
One-man’s tears mix with the sea as if to dilute his pain.