Looking out upon the sea is more than not a comfort to me.
I travel with my eyes across and imagine myself to a distant land.
A splash of a large wave ashore seems to extend a welcome handshake.
Looking out upon the sea frees my thoughts completely.
I ride the tide out again and feel more lost than found.
A shell of sorts dances upon a ripple, laughing as it goes.
Looking out upon the sea remains the only thing to be.