More ocean

On Friday we went to Santa Cruz to walk along the beach. There was a wonderful path that wound right along the shoreline and as I looked out at the water I realized my ocean poem wasn’t adequate. That is, it is the poem of someone who loves having the ocean nearby, but hasn’t actually been next to it in a while. Real ocean is much bigger and stronger and greater… I don’t think I could write a poem to that. Paint, maybe. But the poem is good for the little ocean-notion in my heart. 🙂

Here’s the real ocean (still seen from the comfort of land, on a calm day!):