I soak the aching soul
in the salt of the waters
for hours
under the harsh sun.
Ocean
is
therapy.
Night falls.
Moonlight stings,
the crabs storm the gates,
fear
dances on uneasy waters.
I bury my feet
in the warmth of the earth,
the sands
swallow me whole.
I am born again
at the golden horizon.
I jump into the waters
for yet another baptism.
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