His Ocean at Dawn
The sun mellows on the surf's horizon
Its morning rays beams through the clouds
From afar the wind brings forth
Choruses of Earth's rejoice
The rain comes down across the water's slate
My lips taste the salt on His ocean's plate
My body in His sea embrace
Beneath my feet His finger trails
His breaks rushes and welcomes me
A breathtaking mix of fear and glee
I descend through His glassy depths
His silky waters cover my head
His great waves comes and carries me
With pure elation He graces me
His world, now had become so mine,
Two spirits, inter-twined
And when at last the evening, had outgrown
I hear Him call me to His ocean, at dawn
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