I Melt With the Ocean

When I sit on the beach and think of the ocean The dream comes with the waves and ask me 'what's in my mind, what do I think alone?' The ocean says to me with the rolling waves 'to get down and to swim in that blue water' The waves on the beach and I are such friends. I have also realized, all waves are like siblings As if they're talking about my hopes. Again I have started knitting my sweet dreams. The sounds of ocean waves are singing in my ears happily in happiness without any request, Then this time I forget all my loneliness and hurts I love the sound of the ocean waves and like the blue water and quicksand, I melt with the ocean when the wind blows.