Debbiewrites

The waves ripple around me,
calling me in a whisper,
Into the deepest part of the ocean.
As I walk on the soft sand,
the water sweeps over my feet,
surrounding where I stand,
giving me the sweetest sensation.

Oh ocean,
why do I feel so attracted to you?
Why do I feel the tickling of your whispers?
As it causes cold shivers down my spine.
I could hear your gentle lullaby,
It roars like a lion, yet so steady and honest
Just like a refined diamond.

Oh, sea, why do you call my name in a whisper?
Caressing waves upon the shore,
Once again you beckon me.
Why do you show yourself at my doorstep?
Why do I feel your presence everywhere I go?
Why do you call me so desperately?
I want to know, cause when the sea calls?
Who will answer?

WHEN THE SEA CALLS

Rhea opened her eyes and stared at the wall clock. It was past eight already. She closed her eyes and adjusted herself to a comfortable position. She will be going to Leslie's place by ten but she is still tired from the fun she had at the party yesterday.

She can also sleep more. She thought.

She heard a knock on the door and opened her eyes again. "Celia?" She called out.

"Are you still in bed?" Her father asked.

Rhea realized it was her father and not Celia. "Yes, Dad. Do you need me to do something?" She asked.

"No, dear. Breakfast will be ready soon. You should freshen up and come downstairs."

Her father left and she stood up from the bed. She had thought she would be able to sleep a little more but now she can't.

Rhea went to the bathroom to take her bath, got dressed, and then found her way to the living room. Her father was seated on the couch, reading a newspaper.

A Visit to Leslie's Home