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Ride With Me

I watch the morning rise with splendor in the sky and the calm sea running towards me echoing the voice of optimism. It is the voice that you hear when you cleared the cliff and you stand on the hill and look at the depth from which you rise and the pain suddenly disappears.

So calm is the sea with its bosom spreading all over me and sunlight spilling an array of passion from above hitting on clear blue waters. I can feel the rays of hope all over me and the waters leading me on leaving evidence of footprints in the sand, and the sea and I become one.

We rode all day on the sea whispering in each other’s ears and screaming above the flattened wave, we giggled and laugh aloud spewing water in each other’s mouth, we were like children again holding on to each others like old friends with the innocence of truth trembling on our lips and the writhing rhythm moving in our hips and the silent music contracts with the bliss and we kept sailing on.

 Night has almost fallen and the stars and moon brightens up the sky and we move to a place of solitude covering fists, and holding hands while our boats slowly meander out in the deep and reminiscence in the vast blue ocean.
It is the part of me that you cannot see when my heart bubbles with the sediments of the ocean and the openness from the heavens sprinkles hope of happiness below in the stillness of joy.

 I can hear the echoes in the fathomless sea of one crying for his lost sheep, I can connect with the pain of that nerve racking shame and I searched for something to hold onto and there you were right beside me holding my hands and listening to the voices crying out in the foams.
 
The vastness of the sea comes alive and fish were riding by our side, the whales too were having fun but the great big sharks were on the run and our boat kept moving on.

 We traveled half way around the world with the stars hanging above our head with the moon light gallivanting in our bed but the bosom of the sea keeps us warm. 

Come and ride with me and the discover the wealth of the great big sea.

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