The swell came in today,
And I remembered all the reasons why
I treasure every precious thing about these waves.
You see divine creation and how it saves
People say it’s crazy –
The way I admire the beauty in the daisy,
But can’t they see all the magic
That’s destroyed by gravel and motor traffic?
At the edge of the sand,
The wind infinitely blows past the land
You could let nature carry you away,
To that place without decompositions gray.
I smile at this beauty because
It reminds me to puase
On all the things I forget.