I walk along the sea.
I let the warm breeze wash over me.
I watch the waves lap over the rocks.
Washing away the filth and rot.
A simple thing it appears to me.
To watch the waves crash from the sea.
Every tide it takes the filth and rot.
Returning it back away from the rocks.
So i lay my body into the beach.
Right within the oceans reach.
I let the waves break over me.
Taking my sin and misery.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem