I stand there,
Infront of infinity, where the sea kisses the sky.
Interweaving and colliding, Rhythmic movement.
Yearning to merge, to find their crest to align
The deep Irish Sea, the cold wind rush’s above interior waves, wrapping itself around my body, casting around my bones.
Filling my body,
solitude embodiments me immersing inner silence within my body,
while the waves break and crash before me;
seismic waves caress its shore and below my feet.
