As I walk along the ocean's edge,
I can surely sense God's power there.
Hearing the roar, and seeing the waves glide
Each one turns to froth as it slides onto land and fades forever more.
Pelicans fly overhead in formation,
Hunting for a fish or two to satisfy their
Seagulls squeal as they fly to and fro,
Begging for a hand-out from someone to throw.
Shell seekers scan the wet, sandy foundation,
Searching for seashells that are not cracked or
Walking by the ocean's edge,
I feel so refreshed and free.
Knowing my Savior created all of this,
I will forever grateful be.
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