...and when we die we die alone I cry, I cry aloneLike a piece of stone I am thrown into the wavy ocean of lifeto atone...to atoneOnly to atone...

When the tidal waves wildly behavingMy bare feet on the shore busy savingThe calm warmth leaking out of the sandTo let my heart feel peacefully tanned!

Take my handand…feel the sandbeneath your aimless feettowards the sparkling waves

If lighthouse becomes a burning candle, flickered upon ocean's insanity.Your sailing heart there anchors to handle the obsessed breeze towards sand dune's vanity.

Let the blue of the sky and ocean take your blue away when you feel blue

Flight of my mind rises beneath the seagull’s wings …then ocean is my motherland I feel.

Ocean separates lands, not souls..