SEA SPELL

The rolling waves
call out to me
frothy, foamy softness
caressing my toes

The sounds
of the sea surround me
a timeless song...

Sometimes gentle
a comforting lullaby
Sometimes fierce
mirroring inner turmoil

The call is strong...this day
tugging at heartsrings

Anger abates
Remorse recedes
tears dry...
pain loses its hold

There is calm
the soul becomes silent
breathing...

The sea has cast its spell...yet again

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