walking towards the ocean

it is the breath
of the ocean
that welcomes you, both
cold
and warm
sweeping in from an
impossible
sea.
the shimmering coals
of sand,
tiny
but one together
as you walk towards
your past, your future,
less of you
than the year before.
it is the ocean
that keeps
calling, bringing you
back for more, with
or without love
in hand,
this thing, this roll
of waves, this deepness
of blue and green
remains the same.