The ocean is timeless and forever more
The big waves will splash on the rocks of the shore
And centuries before the first homo sapiens looked on the lamp of day
The rivers to saltwater have been babbling their way
For many seafarers a watery grave
Many have drowned in the big waves including the young and the brave
Many who have braved the sea storms where danger abound
Their mortal remains never more to be found
The one who fish in the stormy sea must not be right in the mind
Either that or is one of the suicidal inclined
Some of those who in the deep waters have died
Their bodies never washed to shore in the high tide
How old is the ocean none can claim to know
As old as the rivers that to it do flow
Time that does claim all life forms never becomes it's foe
Though the Seasons of Nature do come and do go
Like it does everyone else time will take care of me
For all life forms are born to mortality
And though fortune it is said does favour the brave
For some sad to say a deep watery grave.
Friday, August 17, 2012
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