I glance across the moon lit beach,

I glance across the moon lit beach,
The grains of sand squelch under feet,
Impossibilities, become real
But all that's real is out of reach.

Reality overwhelms each day,
Confusion begs my mind to play
But all at once I'm insecure,
Which way to turn?I'm not quite sure.

Each wave that crashes, pounds the sand,
The rhythm writhes inside, I find
That with each breath, each heart felt beat,
My turmoil sounds and it repeats.

I close my eyes and all I hear,
Is thunder from my inner ear,
A beating heart, my rhythmic drum,
The sea is me and I've become.
Sarah Louise Persson