Let the blue of the sky and ocean take your blue away when you feel blue

Take my hand
and…
feel the sand
beneath your aimless feet
towards the sparkling waves

The sky has a huge heart open for all clouds even on the gloomiest of days.

...and when we die
we die alone
I cry, I cry alone
Like a piece of stone
I am thrown
into the wavy ocean of life
to atone...to atone
Only to atone...

Ocean separates lands, not souls..

My pond life with hydra is over; now I’m into the ocean world of poetry to dive deeper..