COME TO ME

COME TO ME

The ocean shimmers.

Shades of blues and greens.

Soft ripples.

Lapping waves.

Reflecting the sun’s core.

Glistening.

But here she comes.

The ship to shore.

Too close to the rocks.

Stay clear of the sharp points.

Stay clear of the strong currents.

Come to me.

Come to me safely.

4 thoughts on “COME TO ME

  1. swatinakshatra1 February 18, 2015 / 1:26 am

    Oceans and safety don’t go together… 🙂 But yes the call is almost always unavoidable.

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