I feel it, the sea taking me in, a new ocean full of life, I float just on the surface where you begin.

You are the beginning of a world completely unknown, the flower that grows even in the midst of stone.

Your soul it speaks, and has so much to show, I get lost in your voice as I watch you glow.

I feel you are far more magnificent and fierce than you will ever feel, and yet I’ll try to express it, and hope that your view will yield.

For what I hope is that you will see yourself in truest light, sea foam, flowers, the beauty of life.

A field of multicolored lilies surrounded by the crashing sea, a sight that’s not quite real yet it is what I see.

Through colors, through nature, I find you hard to describe, yet what I find most important is that you’re a reason for me to write.