The sky of blue an ocean when I close my eyes
And count the waves that lap in front of me
With breaths that reach as deep as ocean’s floor,
Hypnotic rhythm in and out; serenity.
The salty air I taste upon my tongue,
Dream of solitude within the halo’s white.
Centered in my mind, my thoughts are cleared;
I wait for you to speak, I see the light.
Prompt inspiration: dVersePoets Meeting the Bar- Solitude