
The Caribbean Sea
Swishhhhhhhh here it comes
Swosshhhhhhhh there it goes

When it speaks you can understand
it demands power, it demands land
It reaches out with powerful hands
With power like the wind, it hugs the sands
Oh the soft blue that deepens when it stretches
Oh what beautiful grandeur, such beautiful colors
It warms and soothes you,
It hugs and squeezes you
Like a mother to her baby, it whispers, “I love you”
In its hands it carries you
With the winds as you’re afloat
It engulfs the air around you
Takes your cares of fear and doubt
Its amazing caresses tingles your skin
Being inside it soothes you within
Here it comes, there it goes
The Caribbean Sea, in its graceful flows
© 2004 Racquel Reece
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