As I stepped out of my car,
the sound of ocean waves
filled my head-Effortless,
sea swells flowed in and out

I could almost smell
the salt water

A sudden realization-
I’m in the middle of
Oklahoma-No ocean here

But the sound was distinct
Was my mind playing tricks?
Or was it a memory trying
to make its way home

The breeze gently laughed
as it wound its way through
a nearby avenue of pines

Branches gracefully swayed
back and forth-Their greeting,
a perfect likeness to ocean waves

I suppose a kind Hello!
holds joy no matter the
language or the messenger