My heart belongs to the ocean.
To the swell of the tide,
to the pull of the current.
My feet settle deep
into the softened, shifting sand
and she claims me,
as I have claimed her.
My heart belongs to the ocean.
I find my solace in the roar
of untamable waves
that could crush my bones
but caress my soul instead.
I find my home here,
among the dunes,
in the utter stillness of winter,
and in the warmth of summer sun.
My heart belongs to the ocean.
The calm in her chaos,
beauty in her threatening,
safety in her wild arms,
they are mine.
