Oceans

Everyone needs a get-away spot.

Oceans

Shades of blue swirl
As the ocean churns
Waves that beat the shore
While high above the sun burns.

Foam brushes the beach
Leaving a line along the shore
Salt smell fills the air
Calming my soul to its core.

To live next to the sea
Would be my heart’s desire
Leaving behind the rat race
And the city’s muck and mire.