At Balito (Mono-Rhyme Stanza) Poem by Gert Strydom

Next to the ocean I stood with you,
past the horizon the sun did draw its line through,
while waves did against rocks splatter a male couple did argue,
a yacht sailed to somewhere and held to north true
the legend of Poseidon slumbered as a Great Dane did its owner pursue,
the presence of God did everything subdue,
that silent tranquillity in my thoughts still do continue
speechless only you and I had of Him a clue
and locked-down I still recall that ocean so invitingly blue.
© Gert Strydom