Sanity

Sanity; Bondi Beach
It softly holds my feet
There is no need to compete
When I enter,  I feel at home
Intruders in my mind are free to roam.

I was warm, but it was cold
I was calm, but it was uncontrolled
My mind was clear and I was free from realities
Lurching waves washed away the bitter brutalities.

Diving further in, releasing all my sins
This is my place, the place where I fit in.