Sometimes, as everyone does
at one time or another,
I feel a little lost.
I feel like a very tiny thing in a BIG world.
The magic of the ocean is that I feel that way too
when I am in it's presence; but it's a humbling,
somewhat peaceful thing, to feel that way
and look out and the rolling waves and smell the salty air.
I guess I am feeling a little melancholy.
But isn't the sea the best place for that--to wash the mind clean
with its soothing nature? Isn't that the very purpose for the stretches
of wide beach sand in front of the water--to lose oneself,
letting your mind open and then release all those
In moments like that, the sea heals me.
What do you find appealing or magical about the sea?
(A poem by Mary Oliver)