The Ocean's Voicemail
I went to the beach just to unwind, to heal
It just has this certain appeal, this certain feel
The feel of the sand in my toes as I walk
The birds in the sky, flying in a flock
The cool breeze that flies through my hair
Like it was whispering secrets that I couldn't hear
I couldn't help but let go of all my fears
All my anger, my sadness, my tears
I sat on the sand after the long stroll
I stared at the ocean lost in thought; my mind on patrol
The sound of the waves rolling in seemed to reach for my soul
I looked out to the line where the sky met the sea
Wondering why I couldn't let it be
The waves continued to wash up on the shore
Tides began to roll in, once, twice then three times more
The ocean seems to be telling me something; if not everything
My emotions, they coincide with the rise and fall of each wave
I shouted across the ocean no response; leaving an echo as if in a cave
The ocean has always been so calm; so peaceful
It draws me in
I leave a voice message for the ocean every time I come
The ocean; my therapist – except it costs no time...
It’s pure, truthful, but people are often just deceptive.
I hate for this day to end but here it does
The sunset left a shimmer of its rays along the waves
Making the waves shine leaving a smile on my face
Now I know why I come each day
To hear what the silence has to say
After a while I stood up feeling really refreshed
I blew a kiss and whispered goodbye to the ocean, my closure
Closure found in the sound of the waves
Somewhat hoping that the tide and the wind could carry me again...
The ocean seemed to keep my peace, even though I had to roam
Part of my heart stayed calling the ocean – my home.
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Deeply personal beach visit; minimal abstract philosophical inquiry.
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Moderate idea density; meditation on emotions with some repetition.
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Predominantly positive; healing, peace, comfort despite initial pain.
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Calm, introspective voice; occasional intensity but mostly meditative.
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Approximately 45 lines; falls in 31-60 range.
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Multiple similes, metaphors, personification; moderately ornate language.
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Pure lyric internal voice; personal reflection without narrative arc.
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