I look out across the sea,
The gentle flow of the ocean waves
In harmony with the world,
The world of peace and beauty.
The storm clouds appear,
The winds rise ,
The waves get higher
And crash to the shore,
Natures anger rises.
Calm is soon restored
And I once more look out,
Look out at the peace and beauty
That should be inherent,
Inherent in our world.
The storms within people
Seem unending,
They are unwilling to be calm,
All need what THEY want
Without caring for others.
I look out across the sea,
And dream of peace.