The Ocean
I am the Ocean
Coming and going
Grazing the shores of life
Running my fingers through
the sand
and toes
of by standers
Combing the rocks
crashing into chaos
I am learning that I am the Ocean
I come and go through peoples lives
Gently brushing them with my presence
Never constant
I think people like it that way
But I know I don't.
I
am
the
Ocean
A.A.
i feel you.
ReplyDeleteevery one leaves - at least, that's what it feels like sometimes.
xoxo.
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