Ocean Therapy
Children laughing
leaping in the waves
Creating memories
They will remember
For the rest of their days.
The gentle waves
Wash upon the sandy beach
Erasing all my fears
The salty air
Sticking to my lips.
The Salty wind
blowing in my hair.
Feeling as though
There’s not a problem in my life
When I look into those waves
At the beginning of light
The vicious sea
puts me at ease.
And when I leave,
I feel as though
I can do as I please
The sea does not travel
But it moves me.
It puts me in the mind state
That I wish to be.
The Sea is a gift
That everyone should see
Sometimes everyone could use
A little bit of ocean therapy.
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