The Ocean

The world is loud.
The light is baring.
Until I fall in.
The water is glaring.

Then peace and quiet.
The world is slow motion.
The salt in my mouth,
As I dive into the ocean.

The waves move me so,
Until the light in my head
Makes me feel weightless,
Fell happy and dead.

The rumbling danger,
Yet soft smooth lotion.
My personality is a lot
Like the ocean.

But more so the sweet,
Tranquil peacful side.
The beautiful wind
Where the seagulls glide.

If only we were all like the ocean.