Along the Coast

June 29, 2018

I look past the trees and into the marvelous ocean

Back to the water resembling a sweet potion.

There I find peace within my heart,

Surely a calm approach and start

For the journey that lies ahead

Held together like a loaf of bread.

I close my eyes and picture the waves,

Splashing in unison, failing to concave.

The journey is brilliantly remarkable

In the life I once pictured unsolvable.

That's the way I dream of the perfect life:

Deprived of the reoccurring sense of strife.

Along the coast I swim to shore,

Gasping for air and a life without war.

There I'll find peace and resentment,

Forever on my own and independent.

Life has many paths depending on choice,

So I'll find my own voice and proudly rejoice.

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