Ocean Magic

The ocean is captivating.
Vast and terrifying in size,
Yet humbling and calming.
Don’t be fooled,
By it’s beauty or wonder.
Respect the waves.
For they will crash,
And the riptide is not forgiving.
When the tide recedes,
It will give way,
To the sparkling sand,
Once again.

– C.A. Sullivan

The Sun’s Sacrifice

The orange sun sets,
Kissing the oceans edge,
Calming it’s unsettled waves,
Healing it’s lonely tears,
Warming it’s cold heart.
It’s not without sacrifice,
That the sun soothes the ocean so,
For she is swallowed up each night,
Taken from her place in the sky,
And drowned in the sea’s misery,
Until a new day,
When she can rise,
and shine again.

– C.A. Sullivan

Everything In It’s Place

The world only seems chaotic
because we don’t understand it.
But actually, every moment
whether it be painful, fearful,
joyous or exciting,
has been carefully designed
and placed exactly where it is.
It’s hard for us to understand
because we can’t get outside of ourselves
and above it all to see the
masterpiece puzzle we are slowly
putting together
that creates a larger picture,
a greater meaning.
Some parts are terrifying,
others are messy.
But in the heart of it all
is a connection
that runs so deep and so true
we couldn’t possibly see it with our
naked eye.
But it is felt,
in every wish,
in every heartbeat,
in every joyful moment,
in a child’s laugh.
in a restful sleep.

– C.A Sullivan

Unpopular

I was never very popular,
but the connections
I do make
are very true and real.
I never knew how to
draw a crowd,
influence a mind,
control a room.
But I can share my experience,
listen with my whole heart
and care deeply about people.

– C.A. Sullivan

Magic & Reality

New York City is a magical place.
The lights, the sounds, the excitement.
The city at Christmas is even better.
But here’s a fine line between magic and reality.
Be careful not to walk the line to close,
for you could fall to either side
and be lost forever.

– C.A. Sullivan

You

After he died,
I felt like a shell of a person.
Hollow inside,
numb to feelings,
yet deeply melancholy
and experiencing searing pain.
Then you came,
imperfect,
but perfect for me.
Loved me at my worst
and grew with me
to bring out my best.

- C.A. Sullivan