Sea foam

How swiftly does the rage of the sea

Settle on the soft sand.

 How worthless does it seem to me!

That beauty only seeming to land

And for a time escapes my sight,

Till another wash over it!

Oh how can it see the light?

The foaming sea, the raging fit.

As timeless as a water fall,

Yet each ripple so unique!

The bubbles churn at the sea's call

As the moons pull reaches peak.

The time has come too close

To leave this sacred place.

The time is now at most

To re-enter the rapid pace.