Sunlight gleams through shards of fractured glass
Worn smooth by the tides move in and out
Peace with suns rise comes to pass
Gentle sounds as waves toss and turn about.
In mother waters, fury and beauty reside
Carving portraits out of sand and stone
Leaving scar and grotto for nature’s tears to hide
While in fathoms deep they lie alone.
Sun sets…royal blue turns to black
Ceaseless the currents move ever forward
Never deliberating or surrendering to look back
Fulfilling its expectation to move onward.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Author’s Note: This poem was originally published on June 25, 2012. I like the feel of it so I thought I would repost it. Hopefully you will like it as much as I do.
Dom DiFrancesco 
I adore the sea!! You have really done it justice as you took me to that place that has a permanent place in my heart and soul!
I love it as well. I grew up on it as a matter of fact and now I live in the desert. I do miss it. 🙂
Wonderful!
Thank you Lois. 🙂
I think my favorite line in this one is the first line.
I’m glad, I like that one two, it kind of sets the stage.