A solar stream sends a shimmering light across a calm morning sea,
Reflecting a clear blue sky above, and a promise of beauty to be,
As a yellow ball of energy, gracefully leaves the horizon to the east,
Creating a misty morning splendour, gently enticing my eyes to feast,
A trail of bright light follows me, silhouetting seagulls on the beach,
The undulating motion of ripplets, whispering an early morning speech,
Busy soldier crabs start to scurry, timing the ebb against the flow,
Like a small army on the move, abandoning old burrows as they go,
The path of light is broken as a tall ship smoothly sails across the scene,
Slowly traversing a calm ocean strait, its' tall rigging crisp and clean,
Nearer to shore some fishermen are checking the contents of every creel,
Maybe a good price crabs and crayfish for the affluent their evening meal
Leaving my footprints behind me, I am but a passing shadow on the sand,
I know I am but a minute element of something rather beautiful and grand,
I was blessed to wake up this morning, to share what nature had in store,
Take your time, cast your eyes, look at the morning world from the shore