Island of peace

My soul is an island
Island of peace
Resting in the ocean
Ocean of life.

Sometimes the waves sing
Sometimes they rock me
Sometimes they are sleeping
Sometimes too turbulent.

They come in plethora of forms
To touch this tiny island
To rock, to shake and to crush
Sooner or later they return back.

My island knows it
So it sees and acts
Just as the ocean wants it to
And then resumes its peace.