Ocean

  • The Day The Sun Died

    The ocean was alive the day the sun died. Nobody saw its white beauty. Nobody felt the cool of its break on their skin. Eerie silence rose into the sky the day the sun died. Pain instead of joy, broken… Continue reading

  • The Tide

    Just as the tide rises and falls with the song of the moon, so too must all life. How could it be any other way? This I ask myself, knowing the answer within feels sure as the moon herself. Continue reading