Sea And Me

Standing by a seashore,

Doesn't care about anything more.

The waves whisper to me,

Calling me to the soft sand.

The water sweeps over my feet,

And surrounds where I stand.

The sea is blue,

Coming running at you.

They say be like a sea,

Move swiftly and roar,

Or move softly and lay upon the shore.

Standing by the sea,

Looking how life could be.