13.

The ocean is as mysterious as she is untameable. I think she’s one of the most beautiful entities of destruction this earth has to offer. She is always moving, always changing. Following the moons pull, the two work together in a harmony that is only shared between two loves who can never be together. She is so beautiful, sometimes so calm on the surface but dealing with a raging torrent to those below. She’s patient in her revenge to those that cross her, eroding slowly away over hundreds of years. Her destruction leaving beauty and chaos in her wake. The ocean never stops. Maybe she’s like us and can never bare to be in once place for too long. Maybe she’s not happy yet, and one day she finds whatever she has been searching for and she’ll fall still and silent. Or what if the ocean’s been unable to calm the raging tide of revenge and that is why people say they can hear the seaside filled with her constant raging? Her tides getting closer and closer to shore but never quite reaching their destination before getting pulled back to her great expanse by her lover in the sky. Constant chaos and unpredictability. It is easy to see why she’s so loved across the universe. But while she sits in her rage, she also nurtures. She hosts a whole universe beneath her waves. A self-sustaining world that would suffer without her existence. Maybe she is constantly shifting for those she keeps alive. One can never fully know or understand her secrets. By the time you get even slightly close, she has already moved on.

The ocean feels a lot like my mind, the never settling and constant chaos. The consistent rolling waves that mimic the rise and fall of emotions. Eroding away just the same, ever so slowly overtime but still constantly destructive.