Alone In The Ocean

Alone In The Ocean short poem

Uploaded by Bruce Leto, Jr.


When I am alone in the ocean
I can hear the echoes of my thoughts;
they reflect off of seamless
undulations of the majestically powerful
sea.

The alluring waves placate my subconscious –
as if a doting mother rocking a fragile,
newborn infant to sleep on a warm summer night.

The sea breeze whispers sweet, harmonious melodies
into my ears.
I am lulled by cheerful,
effervescent ululations of seraphic
sea creatures.

The inviting blue and green of the ocean
permeate through the dark voids of my soul;
the heavenly hues resonate with my higher self.

Mother nature teaches and reinforces my capability to love –
passionately, furiously, naturally.

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