The Beach

Carry me to the ocean side where my spirit resides to top,

Each grain of sand that draws me nearer to all that I look for.

Carry me to the ocean side when I should be inspired,

At the point when I'm miserable, desolate or my reality has been moved.

Carry me to the ocean side when the tide is low and shells are sparkling,

As my days transform into years and it appears to be as no one's been tuning in.

Carry me to the ocean side after all the blustery climate,

Feel my breath more shallow while my heart beats on a tie.

Carry me to the ocean side when my time is getting close,

At the point when every one of the sentiments that remain are never again dread.

Carry me to the ocean side when I'm lazy and can't walk,

To hear the sea's expressions of harmony, in spite of the fact that I can't talk.

Carry me to the ocean side one final opportunity to commend my life,

So I can express farewell to all the hurt and struggle.

Come to the ocean side when I am gone yet realize I'll in any case be here,

To murmur through the waves to you, "Child, have no dread."