The ocean opens its endless arms,
Blue as freedom, wide as breath.
It keeps no borders in its tides,
No flags upon its depth.
Waves greet footsteps from every land,
Soft or wild, they do not choose.
Rich or poor, known or unknown,
All are welcome to its blues.
Beaches listen without judgment,
To laughter, sorrow, love, and pain.
Footprints vanish in gentle foam,
Leaving no mark, no name.
The sun pours gold on every face,
No questions asked, no fee.
Salted winds speak one language only:
Come, rest beside the sea.
Children build their fleeting worlds,
Adults forget their weight.
The ocean carries all our worries,
And never learns to hate.
It shelters dreams from distant shores,
Unites what land divides.
A mirror where humanity stands equal
In the rhythm of the tides.
If the world could learn from water,
From how the waves agree—
There would be no walls, no strangers,
Just souls meeting peacefully.
For the ocean asks for nothing,
Yet gives endlessly, and free.
A home made of horizon and hope—
Where everyone is meant to be. π
© 2025 Gloria Penelope
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