Sunstroke

Deep aquamarine blue

fades

imperceptibly into turquoise green

and then pops

into a patch

of my favourite green

seafoam I believe it's called

like a paint chip

(as if Benjamin or Shermin or Ralph thought of this colour combo first)

And I'm wowed by

how well God can pull it all together

rumbling white for an accent

wave over wave

it goes on and on

Outcropping of

Shells

simple in their exquisite 

disintegration

broken and still

content

becoming less

and more

Myself defeating

Self

wonders - who else?

what authors, poets?

famous and infamous

have thought those thoughts

penned those words

awe struck by creation

Doesn't matter

the new proclaimer asserts

my words

my thoughts

may be less

but infinitely more

washed upon the shore.