The waves fold over one another, they foam at the mouths of every blue cascading tide.
The shallow sand bar curling their tips
At every rhythmic heartbeat,
swelling, to reach the shore
beneath my bare feet.

Is there anything more beautiful
then standing at the edge of the world?
I doubt that theory, as my eyes
are undoubtebly lost within
each of her watery curls.

I remind myself to let go
this is the only thing on the planet that
exsists right now.
I try my hardest to break free
of all the racing thoughts that
always unforgivingly burden me.

Down my legs they run like
raindrops, through my veins over my feet
I cast them out with light conscience
may they sink with haste
in the deepest realms of the sea.