The ocean speaks with words long forgotten by the sons of men.
His words are deep,
Shallow men cannot understand.
He roars, rages, and reverberates while Adam’s children play on his shores.
His endless, rolling speeches crash against them, but are ignored as foreign to the men of earthly wisdom.
His billows march relentlessly towards the children of clay with words of heavenly witness,but they have forgotten the ancient words.
He still cries out night and day to all who will listen and learn the ancient words of the deep: “Little child, I am strong. He who made me is mightier than me.”
A Boy and His Bible 