The ocean makes it's music.
The sound of the waves crashing on the shore
The wind makes its dance
The whispers and the roars
Together the symphony
Is such a lure
The ocean flirts with the shore
Rushing over the sand and then retreating
While waves are spreading rumors
Further down the beach.
It makes my heart ache
Long for something
I am forever missing.
Some part of me that is older
Than mere years.
Ancient and surreal
Inherent in my genes
The call of the sea
Jan 3
Jan 3, 2026 at 7:05 PM UTC
The ocean makes it's music.
The sound of the waves crashing on the shore
The wind makes its dance
The whispers and the roars
Together the symphony
Is such a lure
The ocean flirts with the shore
Rushing over the sand and then retreating
While waves are spreading rumors
Further down the beach.
It makes my heart ache
Long for something
I am forever missing.
Some part of me that is older
Than mere years.
Ancient and surreal
Inherent in my genes
The call of the sea