RE: The Ocean

"The rhythm of moving water,
A stream bubbling down and around a bend,
The mighty river swishing around a curve,
Soft waves of a lake,
The moon tides of the ocean...
Peaceful and comforting in its ceaseless movement.
But the tides pull me home,
Calling me back to peace and comfort,
Tugging me away from a life I have made.
I can feel the tides in my veins,
The tides matching those of the ocean,
Ceaseless and tireless.
The sound of moving water brings me home,
Sends me to the comforting peace and calm
That always descends upon me
When the call of the tides in my veins
Answers the call of the tides of the ocean.
But only then will I be home,
When the tides in my veins
Matches the tides of the ocean,
When the call of the oceantides
Answers the call of the tides in my veins."
-A Charly Original || Ocean Tides

I've always felt most at home near an ocean, with its never ceasing tides, ruled by the moon. I feel calm and at peace. There is a big comfort in sitting next to a large body of water, drawn to the endless waves rolling onto the coastline.
Whenever I am away from the ocean, I am forced to entertain myself in other ways. I get lost in words - either reading or writing them, it doesn't matter -, caught up in daily dramas, get upset about silly things.
Sometimes I take myself to the river and think. I let the river soothe and calm me, comfort me, and bring me home. It pacifies me for awhile. until I leave again. And just like that, the tides in my veins start up again. Mostly quiet enough that I can go about my daily life, patiently waiting to call me home.
But sometimes, it's as though I can feel the tides in my veins, pulsating through my body, needing to be quelled. The burning desire is unsettling, and I yearn to be home again, near an ocean. I get restless until I am near water, and sometimes that won't even work. Unless I spend enough time by a river to be peaceful again.
But peace won't fully come until I finally make it back to the ocean again one day. Peace, calm, comfort, joy, happiness, a home. With the turns of the tides, and the ceaseless power of he ocean. Somewhere that always welcomes me home, where I can truly cherish that what I have come to and what I've come to can cherish me.
I come from the earth, but I will return to her by way of the ocean.

"As I long for the call of the ocean
To return the call of the tides in my veins,
As I wait for the moment
When that restlessness can be quelled,
I while away the hours impatiently,
Driving away the madness of the hours,
Allowing the pull of the oceantides
To wear on me until the day
I can return to the ocean..."
A Charly Original || Oceantides