O is for Ocean
I love to go to the ocean
And stand on the rocky shore,
I look out to the horizon
And listen to the roar,
The waves surge forth all frothy and light
They crash and explode in a burst of white,
Salty spray is everywhere
Drying and crusting in my hair,
I live far from the ocean
So I go there in my mind,
Worries all but disappear
And there I can unwind,
When I’m at the ocean’s edge
There is no pretense,
The universe is as it should beAnd everything makes sense.
Below is a video I made of waves on the Bras D'Or Lake, the inland sea that makes up such a big part of Cape Breton. Here is a map to show what I mean.
I thought it would be soothing to always have the waves to watch and listen to, even when I'm over a thousand miles away. Ahhhhhhhhhhh. Hope you find them soothing, too.