Ocean

Silver light on a restless tide,
Moon is pulling the world outside,
Salt on my skin, wind in my hair,
Whispers of waves are everywhere.
Footprints fade where the shoreline bends,
Every goodbye the sea rescinds,
It takes my worries out so far,
Returns them softer than they are
Oh, I hear it calling low,
In a rhythm deep and slow
Where the water breathes and the blue runs wide,
I let my heavy heart untie,
Every tear becomes the rain,
Falling back into the main.
In the hush beneath the foam,
I am lost and I am home,
With every crash and every motion,
I belong here in the ocean.


Driftwood dreams and gulls that cry,
Clouds like ships in a painted sky,
Stories sleep in coral caves,
Carried in on ancient waves.
There’s a freedom in the swell,
In the rise and the farewell,
What it keeps it does not own—
It teaches you to let things go.


Oh, I feel it in my chest,
Like the tide inside my breath—


Where the water breathes and the blue runs wide,
I let my heavy heart untie,
Every tear becomes the rain,
Falling back into the main.
In the hush beneath the foam,
I am lost and I am home,
With every crash and every motion,
I belong here in the ocean.

Bridge
Deep below the sunlit line,
Quiet worlds in slow decline,
Yet even in the darkest sea,
There’s a spark of memory.
Pearls are born of patient pain,
Storms will always clear again,
Every wave that breaks apart
Leaves a rhythm in my heart.


Where the water breathes and the blue runs wide,
I let my guarded soul confide,
Every fear dissolves in spray,
Carried out and swept away.
In the roar and in the calm,
I am held in nature’s palm,
With every crash and every motion,
I belong here in the ocean.

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