Waves are always crashing,
Against the open shore.
Sea spray wets my face,
Damp and cool.

Water rushes toward me,
Then runs away,
Like two small children playing.

The sound alone is enough to soothe the soul,
Waves hitting rocks and sand,
The birds chirping and calling aloud.

I wade into the water.
A fish swims by,
Heading into the deep and dark unknown.

The ocean is so enchanting,
All so gorgeous and free.
I can not wait to visit,
The beautiful open sea.