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Crystal Coasts by Erik Mundall
from Legacy 1997
Crystal Coasts
by Erik Mundall
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Crowning waves come clashing
shaping sand strewn shore
The speckled spray splashing
making mist and more
With wild wet waterspouts
As angry arrows aimed
Drowning, drowning doubts
Sand's number now is named
Pushing high proud portions
Against the girded ground
Tons of true contortions
Around the Puget Sound
Jumping, jostling, jaded
And so the story goes
Waves faltering, found faded
Their throwing in the throes
And calm and quiet, quelling
The bathing breezes blow
Switching soon the swelling
To lulling lapping low
And then again as when
At first the foaming frops
Hurling, heaving then
Dashing dizziedly the drops
God gave us great glimmers
of His harbor haven
In the shining shimmers
Like crystal coasts quite craven.
