Innocent
The cerulean water glows like
precious jewels
It rushes forth with joy to kiss the golden grains of
sand
The foamy whitewash gallops like thousands of horses
towards the cliff
Colliding with the surface of black lava rock, the horses
rise
and rear their legs
Until the next moment when they fall away leaving only a
glistening sheet of water on the stone
Upwards, fleeting white clouds laced in golden lining flee
away from the sun
It shines in all it's majesty sending down rays of
heat
Through the rays of light, birds soar over the sea foam, and
past the sandy shore
Their cry echoes on the rocks Ringing in the sky, their calls
of freedom mingle with salty air
This beautiful serene sight is a mix of effervescent energy
and sheer innocent happiness
Yes, all that is pure and innocent lives here at the
sea.
~My poem (c)
