Harmonious Beach


La La La,as it softly soothes my ears,
singing to the sound,as the tidal waves cheer;
The sound in the sand,crunching on my feet,
tip-toe-ing along the harmonious beach;

Waves hitting against the scarcely bedded cliff,
singing a diligent song,with the dept of a horn whiff;
The collision of the rocks,clapping at eachother,
the beautiful sound of the sea,is the queen mother;

As the sea-shells all around,in their hidden camouflage,
with the coral reefs,it leads its way amongst the cabotage;
Brage comes along,in such sensual euphony,
surrounding the atmosphere with a widening ceremony;

A sporadic spell of musical notes,
for this beach a perplexed sound within its quotes;
The weest of thus natures crystals,in its calls,
the white sprinkled splash beyond the waterfalls;

Knocking on the coconut trees--with its muffled beat,
the wind humming at the leaves,as they gracefully meet;
The drowning of the music in itself,
brings me upon a timeless treasured wealth;

So as I anxiously sit and listen along,
mother nature has a way of singing this beautiful song..


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