I must go
by Marilou Suchar
May 16, 2015
The ocean is calling to my heart,
I must go
To walk the shore, and in me store
The smell, the feel, the love.
The ocean beckons me, some, now
See the waves, the shells, feel the warm sand
And maybe just be. Come hold my hand.
The ocean cries – the longing, the yearning
I must return
To the seagulls cry
To the glistening waves
To the wind in my face
To the sound
I must go. The ocean calls me.
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