The Ocean
I suppose the ocean isn’t a person but
Everyone here says hello and goodbye,
Like they just can’t help it.
It breathes and sighs and spits and shakes,
It makes all sorts of brilliant mistakes
Washes, dries and overtakes
Who could resist greeting
A beast of such magnitude, who opens its arms to you.
This poem is perfect. It has it all. Truth and beauty plus an unexpected healing quality. This is powerful.