The ocean calls out to me
The ominous depth of the limitless sea.
We may not know what it harbors
Maybe something breathtaking,
Maybe something dangerous.
Regardless, I feel at peace
At the beach.
Closing my eyes and stretching
My hand to reach
The salty wind-like
Hands of the sea
There's not a single soul,
Just me.
The horizon hugs the ocean
Like my hair hugs my face
In fascination.
It's a different world altogether
With no troubles whatsoever.
The crashing of the waves
Is like music to my ears.
Standing in the sand makes
Me forget all my fears.
The gentle caress of the sand below
Makes my soul freely flow.
It's a place I would
Return to everyday
Cuz from this busy life
I want to get away.
The ocean stays the same
But I will grow old.
The sun will always rise
And forever be gold.
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