Sea Change

The beach can teach You how to relax
Come listen to the sounds of tme and tides
That wait for no man
And demand respect all the more
Because of their age old superiority
Feel the cool winds that caress the petty cares
Away from great and small minds alike
While the sky acts out a different play above this stage
Each day you may attend and silently applaud


Sea Change, a Poem by Shawn O'Neal © 2006 All Rights Reserved