The Deep Blue Ocean

As I lie in the grass of the rolling hills high , 

clouds dance around stars in a waltz for the sky .

Waves crash into land and as the sands drift away ,

the wind sings a song as it waits for the day .

The moon with his crescent and gaping white yawn ,

alerts one and all to the coming of dawn.

Rays of light from the Sun silhouette a sand bar ,

dimly at first but soon outshine the stars .

Basking in the warmth go the crabs and the gulls ,

as sandpipers and egrets take position near the shore .

From the shore to beyond and in a gently swaying motion ,

lies the king of the world____ the deep blue ocean .