Night, Moon And Sea Poem by Sinashta, Sidra

Night, moon and sea
The most magical things could be
Fighting between thoughts and me
Waiting for absence to set be free

Listening to silence maybe it'd help
And sitting for hours by the kelp
Talking to the sea, but he's silent
Yet, gives wise words and brilliant

He tells me to always be careful
With people who are unhelpful
I lay on the bed at night and cry
I wonder "where will all this go by? "

I wake up with another mind
And think of great goals to find
I go back to night, moon and sea
And thank them for what they made me see.