Turmoil and ecstasy are hallmarks of the ocean,

They ebb high, they ebb low.

Turbulent waves stir up the hidden nooks of agony in my heart..

Tormented spirits come roaring to the shores of my mind.

Ecstasy cleanses and free up my soul

Calm waters ensue and I stand still

On the shore of white sands digging my feet in

Unperturbed and caressed by the soft waves

Days and nights pass by

The sounds of turmoil may come again

They ebb high, they ebb low.

Let me dig deeper into the white sands of love

Melting into merging lines of blue skies and the ocean

Ocean of love, who you are is who I AM.