Dream of our calm

Dream, with me
Dream of standing in cold oceans
– on the beach of forever
Winds surrounding us
They wish to rip, from our bodies, our clothes
We will be left bare
Standing before life – refreshed
The coarse salted air, washing from our hearts, anxiety
fear drowned
impatience silenced
depression, a kite

We stand, with our feet in the oceans
presented before tomorrow
It’s vastness, today, will not intimidate us
Rather, a calm calling, it fills us with
Whispered into our hearts


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