Oceanside Walking

I was walking along the shore of the Atlantic Ocean.
I was there because I had got the notion.
Walking along the edge with the waves coming in and out.
Was so soothing to me without any doubt.

Later in the day the winds started roaring.
The current of the tides was then coming in soaring.
I put my footprints in the sand.
Just as that painter did on his ocean  land.

Sailboats were out on the water.
Fishing boats were getting their's to slaughter.
I saw the sea gulls away up high.
Soaring into the land of nigh.

Peacefull times, prayerful times, just all times.
To be by the ocean land and seek the lines,
To a poem presented for freedom in life.
Takes me back to the good times without strife.

If life is passing you by too quickly as you think it is.
Try going to the ocean and seeking time to yourself and this,
Will be one of the greatest adventures you take in this life.
Peace, love of God, heaven above, all come to you to give.
To others whom you meet along the way to help them live.

Many opportunities I had to visit the ocean.
Vacation there in the home of others who gave the potion
For me to stay awhile and enjoy the waves and stratosphere.
I surely appreciate invites to merely go with the atmosphere.