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I am of the ocean

a poem

By Aubrey BerryPublished 2 years ago 1 min read
Top Story - December 2021
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I am of the ocean
Photo by Dale Nibbe on Unsplash

I am of the ocean

But my heart belongs to the trees

The wild birches and oak forests

With leaves and moss so green

Dirt trails made in secret

The whispering wind through the leaves

I am of the ocean

But these things call to me

The ocean is wild and turbulent and with a soul so deep

Many hidden secrets flow through her ancient streets

Her currents ever changing, her tide timeless as the night

A give and take of life and death

Steadfast friend, endless might

I used to think the two were different

And I’d be torn in two

A siren with a tail of scales

Who longed to walk through rooted trails

Beneath a canopy of emerald leaves

Not the azure blue she’s always known

But have you ever climbed a mountain and seen the waves amongst the peaks?

Beautiful waves of amber and emerald rising and falling

Casting off color in the setting heat

So perhaps they're not so different

And am exactly where I need to be

All it takes is a shift of perspective

To learn to see the forest through the trees

I am a girl of the ocean

Who loves the forest and the mischief that both bring

For both have hidden treasures

And depths others fail to see

More than waves or changing colors

Both have mystery and wonder

Offer shelter and hope and life

I am they and they are me

A siren with a forest heart of green

nature poetry
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