Sea Wall

We brace ourselves against the dune to watch November lords
as northwest winds cut off the tops of fast approaching hoards
and down below beyond the grass to stop what force supposed
are massive oaken deep sunk beams once buried now exposed

We hear its roaring beating heart, are awed to be so near
and wonder how the sea gulls stay so close this wooden pier
we see the shore its surface drops then rises full and strong
to smash against a well built wall who's waited all along

The tossing droplets high and wide fall back upon the mass

of rolling anger stopped this time, but will our sea wall last
we take a picture that cannot express how vast this be
or what could stand without a wall declaring victory

But I will keep this in my heart remembering the day
when all was lost until I thought to bend my knee and pray

and sunk deep in my spirit/soul were beams to brace my wall

that kept away November lords - my faith made them seem small