cleansed.

i spent hours
beneath the rain
collecting seashells,
wandering the shore,
this mind of mine
lost in its own world
i fed the sea memories,
silent songs
of this saudade
in my veins
i watched the previous day
get washed away
by the waves,
so many lost hours
swept out to sea
i stayed as the morning air
became the evening breeze,
the skies still spilling down
in a fine mist
and finally,
i felt
cleansed

– ashley jane

Aquarian Heart

This aching anxiousness

is holding me far too tight

I am searching for peace and aching for quiet —

the type of silence

that can wash the noise away.

My soul is homesick for the ocean,

and my heart is crying out for the waves.

4/2018