carry me

feeling the sand beneath me
and looking out at the vastness that is the ocean,
i take deep breaths
and simply exist.

floating and moving in the water
and feeling the subtle changes in its current,
i am here
and this is what makes me feel alive.

moments like these
are comforting and humbling.
i am reminded of how little i am
beside the ocean that goes on and on.

just carry me with you,
and i will go wherever your currents take me.

there will come a time when i get to wake up to the sound of the sea
everyday.

i will write,
i will surf,
i will live,
and i will be happy.

but until then,
i will be holding on to my last memory of it all.

the ocean

what a beautiful yet complex thing, the ocean.
at first glance it’s just a body of water,
a single shade, and the sound of waves.

but as i spend more time in it,
i realize how so many forces go into
its very existence.

restless
as gravity and the winds
create its currents;

alive and breathing
as the forces of the sun and moon
allow the rise and fall of its tides.

it moves,
it flows,
and it keeps going.

on the road

early mornings and hot coffee
hours on the road with the perfect playlist
gas stations and a sunrise in the middle of nowhere

all to get to a place
where simplicity and living with less
are more than enough

every time i’m reminded of the sea
or of what it’s like to be human
i’m reminded of what it’s like to truly live

if miles and miles are what it takes to feel this way
then there are no bounds to what i’d do to be in the right place