SEA OF GRASS

With thunderous roar
Mid crash and spray
Poet slides into her eyes
She moves close

To forbid intrusion
Opens wide and sighs
Thinking of majesty
C`est la vie

Simple shepherd sits
With blade of grass
hearing oceans roar
The tiny world alive

Streams and lakes
Surge with life
A drop of sweat from
His Creator brow

His world unbelievable
Incomparable complexity
All creation in a shepherd`s
Blade of grass

---- Eagle Cruagh