Rolling Waves

When you hear a crash that is unmistakably the sea,
You know you're here,
Here by the sea.

When the sun glistens off the rolling waves,
Thundering, rumbling, and crashing endlessly,
And the foam comes to rest on the rocks,
You know you're here at the sea.
(Dana Zicherman)

Looking out into the ocean, straight out from our deck.