Poetry Of The Ocean: The Language Of Waves

A Woman Sitting on the Seashore

Here I sit; with the soft, golden sand beneath me,
Its warm, therapeutic grains, slowly engulfs me.
Entices me, into a place of freedom and serenity,
Whilst being sun kissed, with gratitude and positivity.

I hear the waves, overlapping gently,
As the sun reflects, off of it beautifully.
The sparkle of the water, so pleasing to my eyes,
I could sit here in awe and joy, as I look to the sky.

The sound of waves, echo harmoniously,
Whispers of peace and love, symphonic melody.
In the midst of the stillness, I sit in reflection,
For in gratitude and understanding, comes my transformation.

I know there’s more out there for me,
More than what my eyes can see.
As the waves caress my soul, shaping who I am,
I hear in my heart, that I must take a stand.

That on the horizon, great things await,
Though it’s out of reach now, it’s never too late.
For me to flow in abundance, just like the waves…

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