The Giving Ocean
by Victoria Shupe
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It washes up shells
To give
Then it swallows
Them backup. 
It gives the unwanted 
And takes the treasured. 
Travels far, 
Ends nowhere.
Makes itself small, 
Dead ocean, 
Flat as glass.
You hear nothing. 
Yet rises to the 
Greatest, 
Step in shallow
Swallows you deep.
But after all it holds,
The giving ocean is 
For you. 
To explore
Its abundant mysteries and 
prized possessions.