poem about the ocean written sometime between 2020 and 2021

Waiting, driving, winding roads.

Cool air, fog, almost there.

Wind, sand, everywhere.

Shoes off, cool sand between my toes.

The Ocean roars.

Running fast, arms wide open.

TAKE ME. I AM HERE.

Compacted sand, cold water, waves,

swimming rain or shine.

So big, so powerful, HERE ALONE.

Communication, no words, a sense of belonging,

WE ARE ONE.