Write 365: 1109 – The Ocean

Calming as the waves rock into the open
Body bathing into the soothing and warmth rays of the sun
Standing along the shore embracing the rising tide
As we meet on the rarest of days, our worlds collide
Birds flying above, seashells adorn along the beach
Heaven appears to be within my grasp, shall I reach
Are we here to embrace change to the internal rebellion
Or allow ourselves to plummet into the circumstance of being broken