Deep big mystery.

Calling to me, in the depths of the deep blue sea.

Stroking me with the current of her waves, the salty breeze and the ever so soothing sound of crashing water to rock.

She calls to me.

I belong near her you see, drifting with the summer waves, crying and throwing tantrums in the winter storms. Reaching that one area where everything is calm, just floating amongst the current, at one with she.

She calls to me.

Being my peace and serenity, I come to her in times of need, times I need to find patience, and times I just need to sit there a be- hearing the sound of the sea.

She calls to me.

Like the siren that pulls you in, except without crashing into the rocks, you see, instead you become one with the sea.

She calls to me.

Let me be one with the ocean breeze, the sea that so calls to me. In my time of reflection, good and turmoil, she calls to me, that beautiful deep blue sea.