Standing near the ocean waves,
I endured the icy breezes,
I let go of the golden shells,
I enjoyed the blue dreams.
Standing near the ocean waves,
I praised the ignored beauty,
I tripped over slippery stones,
I enjoyed the faded gleam.
Standing near the ocean waves,
I thought of taking a stand,
I vowed to fight the wrong,
I acknowledged a brave facade.
Standing near the ocean waves,
I survived the bitter seaweeds,
I gleamed at the silent reflections,
I pondered over quiet clouds.
Standing near the ocean waves,
I observed the warm sand,
I played with shallow rocks,
I built small sand shelters.
Standing near the ocean waves,
I turned towards spirituality,
I tried to be the better me,
I cried away tears of weakness.