The sea and me

I sit by the sea and hear it roar
An angry wave that begins to soar
Then as it falls in a pleasing splash
It is quietened like a flame that burns to ash
The appeasement is such a pleasing sound
As it gently recedes away from the ground
To rise again in a violent tone
 It hits and cuts into the hardest stone
And then as it recedes quietly into the sea
It cleans the sand of all its misery
The sea, the sand, the rocks tell a story
Of anger and strength and triumph and glory

Of strength to rise against the tide

And power and fury in every stride

Of determination to breakdown the hardest rock

An impossible mission, a challenge, a shock

And even though the water seems powerless as it splashes

Against the rock unmoved by the lashes

But slowly and gradually in eternal time

The impossible happens, unknown to mankind

And once where there were stones and rocks aplenty

There is only sand so smooth, so small, so dainty

And in the end it's peace that prevails
And happiness ever after at the end of every tale.