The Waves Are Breaking

The waves are breaking on the shore The stormy seas a savage roar, Like thunder in the clouds they roam Crashing curving crowned with foam, The wind is fierce and unrelenting And shears the waves its anger venting, The air is wet with saline rain Which falls onto the shingle plain. The tide is high and growing higher Clouds like with seas on fire, And only time will douse this flame The savage beast it soon will tame, A ray of light breaks through the slate And shines upon the sea of hate, Which now becomes a shade of green And sparkles with a silver sheen. Sun and spray a rainbow forming Morning chill is slowly warming, The sea from green to blue is ranging Never still and always changing, The crashing waves are fading fast For now the storm is moving past, And so the clouds begin to rise And drift across the calming skies. The tide begins its slow retreat And sinking slowly in defeat, A line of weed now stains the beach That marks the point the sea did reach, The mighty wind now blown away The sky is blue no longer grey, And waves now gently lap the shore The raging tempest is no more.