Carry Truth Dont Carry Back

Am not the noise. I am the ocean. Oh. You chase the thunder and wild, Long for the spark and the storm. I watch in the quiet, Holding the world in my palms. You call me too silent, Too deep, too soft to touch. But when your nights grow colder, You miss my hush. You return to my shoreline When the world’s too loud, Searching for the quiet You never found. But I am the ocean. I don’t beg, I don’t break. I rise with the moon, I rest when you Wake. I carry your secrets far from the shore. I love with a silence you can’t ignore. I’m not for chasing. I flow, I remain. Always the harbor, always the rain. I gave you the calm That’s tight in your veins. You sailed away for lightning But came back with rain. You bring me your stories, Your wounds, and your dreams. But my heart is an anchor And deeper than it seems. When your sky is empty, When your hands are cold, You look for the ocean That you left untold. But I am the ocean. I don’t beg, I don’t break. I cradle the world, no matter what’s at stake. You wanted the thunder, you needed the sky, But found you were longing for water that’s wise. I’m not for chasing. I flow, I remain. I gather your longing send back rain. You were always a wanderer Searching for spark. But you come home to the water When you tire of the dark. I am the ocean, endless, alive. No storm can wound me, no absence deprive. I’ll hold what you give me, I’ll carry your Pain. But I’ll never bend. I am ocean that remains.