She calls to me there
Expansive and endless
Her melody rolling rhythmically along the shore
Reaching forth her saline hand
She pulls me forth; beckoning, compelling me
I run for her.
Inhaling her salty air,
There among her majesty
I weep equally saline tears,
Awe-stricken at
Her roaring command that knows no pause
She moves continuously
Ever caressing, morphing, transforming
And you
Who run along my side
You,
Who navigate my turbulent waves
You,
Who explore my bottomless depths
And discover my still, hidden treasures…
You sanctify
My very existence
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