It's actually a shout out to one of my first poems that my dad posted to FaceBook. Us as people find release by writing, dancing, singing, drawing, painting, playing music, etc. Something that calms me is singing out into the ocean, because I can't hear myself, so it doesn't matter how I sound, the wind just carries it away. And I can sing as loud as I possibly can and no one will look at me weird, unless of course, they're beside me. But point is, it's extremely relaxing. Here is is:
"Singing To The Sea"
I sang out into the sea wind today
It didn’t care how I sounded
I sang to roaring foam as it pounded
I sang all my songs to the roaring
waves
I sang out to the sand this morning
I sang loud and I sang clear
I sang about spring coming near
I sang songs of joy, songs of warning
I sang out to gulls today
They answered with their cries
They didn’t care if I sang too high
They were
so busy diving where the ocean floor lays
I won’t
sing to a camera, I won’t sing for you
But I’ll
sing along with the ocean waves
Pounding
and foaming and roaring and raving
I’ll sing
for the ocean’s hues.
I went
out to the sea today
I went
out to sing all my songs
To empty
my heart at the top of my lungs
I went out
to sing to the sea today
I love your blog name, and the explanation makes it even better! :) I really like that poem, and thank you for sharing!! :)
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