The icy, menacing ocean that once tried to lure me
To seek solace from my pain
In its dark, grey, churning waters
Has now become a thing
Of great beauty
And timeless joy and inspiration
To me
The ocean hasn’t changed -
I have
What a joy to know
That something I once chose to destroy me
Is now the source of my greatest delight?
Elizabeth Russell
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-ocean-4/
