Introduction: When I was young, my mother would often sing to me when I felt restless. She sang a Chinese song roughly translated to “Mother Ocean.” I would instantly fall asleep. While I no longer remember most of the lyrics, I have written a poem that roughly captures what I feel when I see the sea and when I used to hear this song.
Mother Ocean,
Mother Ocean,
How you give me tranquility
In the chaotic world,
Of hectic haste and frenzy,
Of texting notifications and beeping cars.
When I see you,
Your quiet waves are a balm for my frenetic soul.
Mother Ocean,
Mother Ocean,
How you quietly comfort me
In this confusing world,
Where I cannot seem to find myself.
Only when I sit on your golden shores,
Building magical worlds and peaceful creatures,
Do I truly feel free to be me.
Mother Ocean,
Mother Ocean,
How you give me tranquility
In the chaotic world,
Of hectic haste and frenzy,
Of texting notifications and beeping cars.
When I see you,
Your quiet waves are a balm for my frenetic soul.
Mother Ocean,
Mother Ocean,
How you quietly comfort me
In this confusing world,
Where I cannot seem to find myself.
Only when I sit on your golden shores,
Building magical worlds and peaceful creatures,
Do I truly feel free to be me.
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