I have an ocean inside of me.
Falling asleep,
I listen to the waves washing against the sandy bottom;
or against rocks deep underwater.
I have an ocean inside of me, where the sunlight filters through
turning the waters into a blue-green world
with silver sparkles.
I have an ocean inside of me,
where seaplants wave their long-fingered fronds
and seaweed grows in untended gardens.
I have an ocean inside of me
where waves wash upon the surface.
But beneath the surface is calm.
Silence.
Peace.
My ocean.