It's easy to remember
being small
when you're walking
next to the immensity
of the ocean.
Making temporary tracks
on the wet slope of sand.
Watching the water swell,
waves rising with potential.
Then crashing into the shallows.
The pounding sound of power.
Feeling the ocean's force.
Respecting its strength.
Feeling small again.
© 2025 Richard Havenga
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