Standing at the edge of the world.
Ocean vast before me.
Wind whipping my hair wildly,
Sparkling with electricity unfounded.
Sea spray soaring up to the sky.
Salty smells, pure and sharp.
Take me home to the sea.
The sting of wind-flung waves
Smashing upon the rocks,
Showering me with salty wine.
Intoxicating.
Close your eyes.
Feel the caress of the sun upon your eyelids.
Hear the far and distant echoes of the sea
Mingled with the song of gulls,
Too intertwined to separate by mortal ear.
Green, green, green.
Cover me with your waves.
The pounding, the crashing,
The bittersweet air, pushing me out of myself and
Into a world of waves and rays.
Take me home to the sea.
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