Against the rocks, water crashed
as the mist would cover the shore.
It can be heard for miles around
that deep down, thunderous roar.

In those early evening hours
as days sun is beginning to set.
The waves almost transparent
cast a most beautiful silhouette.

The rock all moist and glistening
in the sunsets last beam of light.
It's beauty like this, from nature
that can give us so much delight.

To try and capture this on film
or paint with this much emotion.
Can only come from someone
who can see with deep devotion.

© Bernard Howe