I feel like a child whenever I visit the Ocean.
Its like a children’s park ; Serene and full of wonder.
The shores are beautiful and filled up with sand.
Do you think it’s a coincidence the ocean has a playground?
Or that we want to be naked and bury our skin deep in the waves.
The ocean is liberating,
The ever expansive blue makes my heart young,
It frees my soul from troubles of the land,
It washes my sorrow, and drowns my weight,
Like a child let out free to explore the park,
I can feel my eyes spark,
Fascinated by color,
Wondering which blue is fairer,
The sky or the ocean?
It’s the only space where the sky cant tell it’s own reflection from the water.
It’s the only place where music feels stupid.
I mean, this Is the place where I meet the layers within.