The solitude I savored alongside the peaceful noise of the seashore
appeased a hunger within I didn’t realize needed nourishment
I was able to let my thoughts run wild without distraction
Surprisingly, you consumed all of them
What happens when words whisper? They form poetry. They tell stories. They breathe life. Right here…
The solitude I savored alongside the peaceful noise of the seashore
appeased a hunger within I didn’t realize needed nourishment
I was able to let my thoughts run wild without distraction
Surprisingly, you consumed all of them