THE Ocean's ORCHESTRA
I pull up to the ocean ,got out of the car ,as though the ocean was calling my name as though it knew I was there, as thou it knew that I had to escape from the world’s madness and clutter that was deep imbedded in my brain.
I walked towards the ocean’s calling, I started to feel the madness and stress drain from my soul, which brought a sense of relaxation of the ocean’s orchestral song with the full moon being the only light and the stars upon us.
I am the only one that is there as the ocean plays especially for me, their beautiful sound for me and me alone. Walking along the waters edge feeling the soothing waves with its soothing touch and sending electricity of energy of hope, power and a sense of relief that tomorrow will be a better day.
The ocean song ends, and the orchestra becomes silence. I make my exit and I softly hear and feel the wind softly blow on my body as to say thanks for being a part of the ocean’s orchestral fantasy of escape from the madness and clutter, we will see you again.
Steven Wilkinson
March 30, 2010
