The Sea and Me
It seems no matter
what happens to me
I find a kind of
tranquility in the sea.
She knows all emotions
her waves emphasize
by motion.
Soft and gentle for
romance.
Makes you take a
second glance.
Anger shown with
slamming waves.
Also shown in times
of rage.
When I'm blue she
curls around.
Gently making soothing
sounds.
As if she knew I
wanted no one to hear ...
she blocks the sounds
of heartfelt tears.
I gaze upon her vast
waters,
and I'm torn.
Wonder what it would
be like
if I had not
been born.
We make our own happiness.
We make our own
sorrow.
In our minds we think
some power
will make a brighter
tomorrow.
I look out to sea
and see a
reflection of me.
I think about swimming
as far out as can
be.
There would be darkness
and an end.
Perhaps after that
...
a new begin.
Waves pounding
I want so
much more.
Let me hear your
thunderous
roar.
Salt cures ... so
cover me.
I want to live ...
not merely to be.
Again she provides
that tranquility.
I gather thoughts
and I once again see.
My happiness is up
to me.
I must decide what
it's to be.
When my time on earth
is done.
With her I finally
shall be one.
AngelKat50 **
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