The Restorative Power of the Quietest Sea

The wind in June keeps blowing

a ceaseless refrain

The rain in June keeps falling

a cacophonous strain

The sea in early summer

furious and wild

Its crashing waves

a symphony both grand and mild

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Yet amidst this chorus

of nature's unbridled might

I long for a respite

a moment of calm and quiet

For while I can weather

the wind's relentless bray

And the rain's heavy onslaught

come what may

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It is the sea's tranquil hush

that I crave the most

A serene sanctuary

where my troubled mind can coast

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The howling gales may bend

the trees with their force

The torrential downpours

a river's raging course

But it is the ocean's gentle

lapping caress

That soothes my weary soul

offering sweet redress

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In the quietude of the sea

I find my solace

Where the world's chaos fades

and time seems to slow its pace

The rhythmic ebb and flow

of the waves on the shore

Lulling me into a state

of peace, forevermore

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The fury of the wind

the weight of the rain

I can bear them both

without a moment's disdain

For in the end

it is the sea's serene embrace

That I long for the most

to find my rightful place

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In its still waters

my spirit can truly rest

No longer tossed and turned

but gently caressed

The calmest of seas

my haven and my guide

Where I can simply be

and in its peace, abide

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So while the world may rage

with wind, rain, and strife

I will seek out the sea

to restore my weary life

For in its quiet majesty

I find my truest peace

A sanctuary where my restless

mind can finally cease