between the scrub
and the sea
you'll find me.
i come here for the calm,
the medicinal waves
changing the way that i think
from chaos to
a new kind of archetype.
i come here for the salt,
for when my lungs scream
their questions that only
the sky can answer
the salt air soothes and mends.
i come here to be
aware but not hypervigilant,
sedate but not sedated,
contained but not boxed in.
between the scrub
and the sea
you'll find me.
Enjoying your work, as always. You have a distinctive, friendly voice that invites intimacy and a realistic yet affirmative point of view. This one captures the feeling of sitting by the ocean meditating, profound simplicity.
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