For Shore « LGZ’s Works

Upon the western gale of waking cold
A saline tang of home do winds decree,
Evoking dusks of red and dawns of gold,
A vivid sky evolves in transient sea.

This beacon! One must note its fabled lure,
Atop its rising breath the sun does ride.
Amalgamating auburn, tan, azure,
The friend in which a million souls confide.

Its influence of calm and grace exudes
To far locales, and in the Open lives
A force for people strong and people shrewd,
And though we take, it nought but gladly gives.

The Ocean, lessons wrought through placid might
Will better all in times of trial and spite.

via For Shore « LGZ’s Works.

This is quite a wonderful work which begs reblogging.

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