A Seagull Above The Sea
The rhythmic motion of the sea waves washed away my worries; their analgesic attributes soothed my spirit, and alleviated my agonies. When I looked at the sea's blue shades, my concerns sank into its depths; my body floated unafraid on its gentle hands. The sea is a reflection of my soul, its various moods mirroring my own; sometimes turbulent, sometimes calm. Perhaps I am soaring as a seagull; flying freely towards the horizon's lull, flapping my long wings in any direction, yet still bound to the perimeter of the ocean.