The Ocean

A wave from the ocean rose up like an arm reaching the shore.

As they sit in the soft cold water, waiting for the sunset.

The water like the blue sky transformed into various shades of yellow and blue.

The waves lapping enthralled us.

The seas' hypnotic murmur was soothing. 

The beach was being invaded by the waves. 

The ocean's heartbeat was steady and tranquil.

The waves washed onto the shore.

The Ocean that covers about 71 per cent of the world.

Polluted, killing fish.

We have one ocean.

That kills people.

This is so sad.

We can’t take care of the ocean.

Tell me why we can’t fix the ocean.

You have killed 100 million fish per year.