DROPS...

As the frolicking wave 

Crashed against my skin,

A misty spray of water 

Washed my face

As the drops of tears rolled down my eyes,

The salt in them mixing with the brine of the sea,

Making it saltier,

Seasoning the damp air

That ran through my hair,

The eyes still briny,

My face awashed with the heart's emotions

And the water of the ocean,

The soothing touch of the water 

Cooling the angst, the despair,

Clearing away the feeling of dejection

And the negative murk,

As I sit on the shimmering sand

Waiting for another moist touch,

Of a dewy shower of droplets,

My eyes looking past the vast horizon,

The golden Sun, smiling at me.

©®Madhumita