Ocean’s Memories

It all starts with a breath as the ocean screams with a deafening voice like I can’t even hear her. Catching her blissful memories as they slip out of my reach, salt stings my eyes as her reflection beams down from the sun, taking the spotlight. My worries drown me away with the glistening waves, hues of gold paint over my worries, calling my name, diving with her voice as she sings. "The sea is your home even in the shadows of the deep.” Her memories slowly burn away.