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.
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