Tomsabb on Nostr: Turmoil and ecstasy are hallmarks of the ocean, They ebb high, they ebb low. ...

Turmoil and ecstasy are hallmarks of the ocean,
They ebb high, they ebb low.
Turbulent waves stir up the hidden nooks of agony in my heart..
Tormented spirits come roaring to the shores of my mind.
Ecstasy cleanses and free up my soul
Calm waters ensue and I stand still
On the shore of white sands digging my feet in
Unperturbed and caressed by the soft waves
Days and nights pass by
The sounds of turmoil may come again
They ebb high, they ebb low.

Let me dig deeper into the white sands of love
Melting into merging lines of blue skies and the ocean
Ocean of love, who you are is who I AM.