Written By: David Devaney

April 08, 2005

I saw one single pelican
glide top each cresting wave.
The wind was howling south/southwest
his energy he'd save.
Into the wind but just above
those reaching to engulf
In Surfside Beach where Texas meets
the ever fragrant Gulf.
He searched upon horizons long,
for family, friends or foe.
This solitary pelican
southwestward did he go.
The seas, they were in decibels
and on the jetty broke.
Chocolate flavored, cresting white
their mist a saline smoke.
And fishermen were gathered here
ten rods did some possess.
Cast upon the raging sea
with bait to fish impress.
‘Twas Sunday noon upon this walk
that I did pen this tome.
Thank God for pleasures of the mind
as bout this earth I roam.
Then came a solitary fin
beyond the jetty east.
The first I'd seen this year of change,
now looking for a feast.
No fishermen were near at hand,
the sea was all its own.
And then a second fin appeared,
my friend was not alone.
So many treasures God does share
if only we took time.
To listen, watch and feel the earth
it always is sublime.
Then last through inlets granite bound
one freighter I did spy.
From Freeport, tugboats nestled it,
a pilot boat was nigh.
True commerce and true happiness
found here beside the sea.
No better place on earth exists
to live life's fantasy.


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