The Ocean In My Mind
The roar of the waves calms me,
It's rhythmic pounding reminding me that life is nothing more than a tide.
Emotions come and go,
The people I meet,
They things they do,
Here one moment, gone the next,
Only to be repeated again and again.
The pebbles that surround me are as numerous as the memories in my mind.
Each broken off by force, polished smooth with time
The roughness in my heart is soothed by this, knowing that one day, beaten by storms, Polished by waves, I will be complete.
The water stretches as far as I can see, as vast as the ocean that fills my soul
I do not see the far shore, but I know that it is there, with these same waves pounding endlessly.
The wind blows through me, over the water, creating waves, that form into a tsunami, cleansing my mind of the wreckage of my life.
I change, like the ocean,
I will survive the ages.
As I walk away, the waves fade, but the tide remains deep in my mind.
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