Warmth of the sun

Warmth is sitting on the beach, any time of the year, soaking up the sunshine, and breathing in the salt air and sea spray. Even on the coldest days, a day by the ocean is comforting. You can feel tension releasing from your body as easily as the tides ebb and flow. Restored by the…

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A salty lullaby

During the first months of my life, I swam in the warm ocean of my mother’s womb. Adrift on gentle waves, I breathed in her briny abundance, and was soothed to sleep by her tender lullaby. Salt pulsed through my veins, creating an undeniable bond with the sea. Hours from the end of my life,…

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Plumbing the depths

She sits on the beach, gazing longingly out along the horizon. Only at sunset, sunrise breaks too early. and she hoards what sleep she can achieve. At dusk the water takes on an ebony sheen. Nothing like the crystal clear, emerald of day, where she can stand chest-deep in the waves and still see the…

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I will follow you

In true love the smallest distance is too great, and the greatest distance can be bridged.” ~ Hans Nouwens I will follow you to the ends of the earth… Or the end of the fishing pier, whichever is shorter. Look at all those broken shells on the beach, I might cut my foot. Flip-flops? I…

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Token from the sea

A little jewel of Poseidon, relinquished from the bottom of the ocean. Opalescent blue and green, shades of sea-foam and kelp, lying unconditionally on the sand. Swirls of churning waves and rip tides etched on its surface. A token, a gift of water from the gods, to hold in your hand, its secrets to hold…

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