The Ocean's Waves

Waves wash upon the shore, whispering my name.
My feet enter the cold water, sinking into the sand,
As the wind whips against my face, breathing its fury.

The night slowly envelops me as my feet grow numb.
Waves lick my body, desperately grabbing for more.
Searching. Trying to pull me down under.

Thunder echoes in the distant sky, chaotic silence.
Yet, I keep walking, slowly sinking into the dark mass.
The wind continues to sound its angry whispers,
Warning me that I've gone past the point of no return.

Once I judge the distance far enough, I turn around.
Serenely, I make my way back to safety.
Refusing to listen to the wind, I find my way.

Thunder now faintly echoes in the distance.
The wind's rage has passed, accepting its weakness.
Waves push me to my destination, encouraging.

I have made it.