The Sea Cliffs

The pounding waves echo and bounce on the high, grand cliffs, etched with millennia of ancient history,

The seabirds wheel around my head and the fish could be seen darting in the corals where underwater communities thrive,

The waves sing a song of sorrow and sea, and the trees whistle a tune of earth and roots,

And in this place by the sea, I feel most alive, breathing with the earth and sea, walking with the birds and the mammals.