Free Willy

Gazing out over the ocean I wonder, does it ever feel lonely? It tosses and turns and rages and roars, but does it feel the loneliness that overwhelms my broken heart? I long to release myself in sweet surrender to the arms of the ocean, to be a part of the vastness of it—do I hear it call my name? This earth crunches and groans beneath my feet and cause them to be sore and tired. But the ocean….Ah…the ocean…. tis a different story. It runs wild and free, no constraints, no pressures, no nothing except for the contents within that are content to “go with the flow”. ..I wish to be within it.