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Waves crash with the authority of ancient gods
My bones vibrate in recognition
Salt air weaves through my memories
like a mother threading a child’s hair
Tides shift revealing truths I once buried
Foam thunders forward then retreats—
a dialogue older than language
My heart answers in rhythm
I step deeper;cold rises welcomed
The ocean folds around me like a returning embrace
Its depths feel strangely familiar
I belong here more than I knew
When I let the water hold me afloat
home becomes a sensation not a place
The ocean keeps my secrets
I keep its call
