Among the Waves, a poem by Robert A. Sieczkiewicz

Sitting idly with the sea,
Listening to the smooth rhythm,
Of the rolling white capped waves,
Making sounds like a heartbeat,
As each settles at the shore.
The sea is everlasting.
Boundless energy it holds.
There are times when it’s calming,
And there are times when it scolds.
Looking far as I can see,
Thinking of its mightiness,
Devouring ships at its will,
Or so still letting all pass
With the least of its effort,
It could swallow tiny me,
Sent to the darkness below.
To the sea I shall listen,
For it’s my loving Father.