The Ocean

The ocean breathed, her surface rising and falling with rhythmic ease.
The waves became her pulse that day, the echo of the souls she kept
safe in her cradle of brine.

The expanse of blue water stretched in every direction to the horizon.

I was adrift on an ocean with no wisp of land in sight. My row boat
bobbed on the waves as helpless as a toy in a bath tub. Below me it
must be fathoms deep. How long had I slept for? How far had I
drifted? Without oars I was at the mercy of the wind and the rolling
waves. I was lost on an ocean with no way to propel myself unless I
entered the water and kicked, but in which direction?

With tears streaming down my face, I could do nothing but sit cross-
legged on the sandy shore and stare at the horizon in front of me.
Waves of a deep royal blue crept towards me before running away,
only to repeat the process in a cycle that caused droplets of salty
water to spray onto my bare, sand-encrusted feet. But beyond those
magical waves was something even more amazing and breath-taking:
The sunset. Beautiful smudges of coral, lavender, turquoise, and a
fiery orange blended together to create a sight so astounding it swept
me away from all of my worries, just like the waves creeping over
seashells and stealing them in a matter of seconds. My last teardrop
fell and hit the soft white sand, and a warm feeling of safety and
security overwhelmed me as the sun dipped down below the horizon.
The vast ocean in front of me was my home, where I belonged, a place
to escape from my life away from the waves. Nothing could ever take
that feeling away.

He remembered swimming in the turquoise ocean. Floating in the void

free of gravity. The ocean was something he loved, something his
respected. He understood its beauty and its dangers. He found true
fascination by the way the waves softly crashed against the rocky
beach, their curling fingers brushing each stone with a gentle caress
as the wind ushered them gently towards the shore. The way the sun
shone off the rippling water, its golden light warped in the twisted,
glass waves. No description can truly capture its mysterious majesty,
yet only a few words can express its beauty.
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