The Sea - Poem by Ben Littlechild
The sea, hypnotises me
with gentle persuasions of tide and tranquility
The gentle wave, lapping against the sandy shore
where ocean caresses the land, with tenderness of a lovers touch.
Grains of sand swept away, a memory suspended for eternity.
In its company I am never alone, each crest, a reminder of distant friends,
The sea breeze, a kiss from absent loves.
I look into its depths, the depths of my own heart and mind.
As I am of that body, the sea incarnate, upon the shore to reflect upon its own existence.
The sea mighty and gentle,
it calls to me, a place for my soul to find solice.
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