Love the Beach

I love the Beach...
When ever I need to empty my mind, to get Away from it all...I just go to the beach, sit and stare at the Ocean...So Calm, so beautifull...
The sound of the waves as I walk along the shore line, looking for Treasures that have washed up from very far!

Ocean by: Benjamin Franklin Field
Ocean, pray, how deep are you? Ocean wide, how old? Could I but wander, wander through Your blue depths, silent--cold! Old Ocean, your sheer, satin gown, Is good and fair to see: Those that with battered wrecks go down, In it shall folded be. Then give me, Ocean, restless strength To travel o'er you far, To know your reach and sinuous length, Till towering mountains bar.