Beyond the turquoise horizon is my home,
Where my restless mind still does roam.
Searching for moments of freedom sublime,
Lost somewhere across the tides of time.
With the whispers of sea breeze in my ears,
To me the blue sea always seemed mysterious.
Seeking solitude with the setting sun,
All bonds I would recklessly abandon,
Catching the last glimpse of the orange sky,
I rejoiced with the blue tides that curled by.
As I left my faltering footprints on the shore,
Washed away by the waves and I swore.
Grabbing as many sea shells I could,
Listening to the whispers of the waves I stood.
Now I stand along the shores and fret,
Holding a heavy heart filled with regret.
Never can I bid adieu to those random reveries,
For life is made up of such myriad memories.
Beyond the turquoise horizon....
Visiting beaches always make me nostalgic and I can't stop being emotional. My love for seashore as depicted in my post - The Qantab Beach
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