The Sea of My Soul
- Lauren Dinstell
- 3 days ago
- 1 min read
My eyes dart towards the horizon.
Drawn to the setting sun,
With its shining, vibrant hues.
I open and exhale slowly, savoring the moment with each breath.
Salty particles lingering on my tongue.
To turn away from its taste would be to deny myself.
I swallow…
Letting the saline sit.
Preserving me, the briny ingestion keeps my body level;
My mind clear.
Again and again, the glistening waves gracefully greet the shoreline,
Each infiltrating the pores of the sand.
My toes drift through translucent waters, harmonizing with the herrings below.
Soon the tides will come in, and I shall remain
Here —
Not to drown, but to ponder.
Find solace.
I am a fish stranded on shore — yet the sea still breathes through me.
I harbor its pulse.
And still, my heart beats the same.
Tranquil, because I'm home, where the sea accepts all.
In a place that gives purpose and life to the sea and its creatures.
In a place that embodies its beauty and peace.
In a place where fresh meets salt in a seamless blend.
I belong.






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