Analysis of Montauk Point

Ridge sides slope  amidst  the ancient seas
grass sown seed from storm winded shores
lighthouse beacons light the shores
laden seaweeds on ragged rocks meet the crashing seas
driftwood grey smoothed lines in withered age
lay barren on sheltered coves

Ochre sand dunes Waves of gold green beach grass
sway against the winded tides
sand pipers dance on rushing surf and leave their
footprints on moistened sand
amidst nesting shells do perch
where sea sand meets the rhythm of the tides

The morning break and nights that fall upon the earthly shores
lights of misted spray of ocean winds that wake the day
eons of ages through forces of time
spontaneous movement it rides
have shaped its shores through storms  
and ebbs and flows of time  

Where ripples wash and spray it clean
the lineless lines castaway in the sediments of endless days
the chorus sounds to life
bubbling froths from shinning rocks
multitude mosaics of algae left by tide

The sound of rhythms of breaking waves
the silent voice of whispering beach grass on the wind  
the smells of briny salt and wildflower air
that wakes the senses

Pristine clean fresh alive
draws us back to where all began
seagulls wail and tremble in the air
through wind that moves like breath

Looking out seaward bound
blue gray leviathans breed amidst the blue green sea
water gushes from their spouts and belly flops in cheerful play
on a summers day