I stand facing
The setting Sun
eyes fixed on it
feet buried in sand.
waves rise and run
as if to welcome me
and the restless ocean
dances along
allured again
by the mighty Sun.
foam and salt
wash over me
and cleanse me
In depth
As if it’s nature’s way.
I wade further
Sinking into the raw
but softened earth
with one lone wish –
May I be taken to
the Earth’s quiet lap
to become one
with her stillness
And forget about
the tides
within me.
Mar 30
Mar 30, 2026 at 4:29 AM UTC
I stand facing
The setting Sun
eyes fixed on it
feet buried in sand.
waves rise and run
as if to welcome me
and the restless ocean
dances along
allured again
by the mighty Sun.
foam and salt
wash over me
and cleanse me
In depth
As if it’s nature’s way.
I wade further
Sinking into the raw
but softened earth
with one lone wish –
May I be taken to
the Earth’s quiet lap
to become one
with her stillness
And forget about
the tides
within me.
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