Where the mountain meets the ocean,
the lion and lamb come together.
When the sand rises and observes the vista,
the sun glistens off crystal waters.
The mountain and ocean become comrades
of wind and rain and the changing seasons.
They share the same muse,
a similar range of changing colors.
Free to express their enduring nature.
©️MFT
Crow On The Wire 
beautiful writing, you made my morning!
Thanks Irene, Happy Thanksgiving again!
I wish I could reply on your article, but I had to let you know that I completely understand about your viewpoint on the ocean when it meets the mountains. I have a similar spot with the cliffs that meet the ocean in Corona del Mar that I always go to. It’s my “retreat center” for the afternoon. During the summer, I go and find my “usual” spot to relax, swim, knit and read. At one point, it was the spot I went to the find relief and feel God’s presence in all of it. I felt the rhythm of the waves that reminds me of the ebb and flow of life. It was relieving to know that life can be like the ocean tides and I can go back for that reminder to realize that life doesn’t remain the same. In the quiet of the waves, I hear God’s voice reminding me of this and the phrase (when I’m down), “this too shall pass…rest in Me.” You and the Painter find this also when you see His beauty of the ocean, the mountains and the changing colors of His handiwork.
Enjoy it all and be blessed that vision as you have been to my family.
This is beautiful, Theresa. Thanks for writing down your experience in Corona del Mar.