"The tide has retreated with the setting sun
and with it the rolling surf that roared on to
the beach just a short time ago.
Calm and almost tranquil, the sea now rests.
You feel its breath on your face
in short breezy gusts of
cool marine air.
No longer fearing its force you stroll to its
edge and gaze seaward where
it seems to sleep.
Aware that not long from now its might will,
once again, send you scurrying to the
trees and rocks that hold her at bay.
Such beauty and raw power has always drawn
us to her like a mystical force
we cannot deny."
-Jeffrey J. Boron-
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Oil on canvas
40 x 30.
Your thoughts & comments would be appreciated.
Jeffrey
Calm and almost tranquil, the sea now rests.
You feel its breath on your face
in short breezy gusts of
cool marine air.
No longer fearing its force you stroll to its
edge and gaze seaward where
it seems to sleep.
Aware that not long from now its might will,
once again, send you scurrying to the
trees and rocks that hold her at bay.
Such beauty and raw power has always drawn
us to her like a mystical force
we cannot deny."
-Jeffrey J. Boron-
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Oil on canvas
40 x 30.
Your thoughts & comments would be appreciated.
Jeffrey