I thank Poseidon for giving me the keys to this endless ocean. For me to ride the waves and infinitely get lost in them. Maybe I still think the ocean is this ominous dark water, but I keep coming back to it. This beacon that calls out to me at all hours reaching into my soul and lighting a fire. My fingers trace the silky surface, and I am in love. At night, the moon's relationship with the sea is the serene sound of crashing waves I love to hear sitting in the sand breathing in the salty air... Most never feel it. As soon as the sun begins to kiss the sky, the ocean calmly paces back and forth breathing in a kind of new life I also envy, watching from a distance, as a bystander. When my time comes to leave the only home I've ever known, this beautiful Earth, a piece of me will die with the ocean. Along with the great whites that seem to never stop swimming and with the turtles on land, I'll swim too guided by the moonlight straight to the water.
Author Bio:
Marcela is currently studying environmental engineering because she has a passion for taking care of the environment as societies grow. The ocean is her favorite fear, filled with creatures the world knows nothing about to it being a great pass time for people. She is an avid Instagrammer and posts a lot about her dogs: Sofi and Tyler. Her writing is inspired by poets Michael Faudet and Orion V. Carloto
Author Bio:
Marcela is currently studying environmental engineering because she has a passion for taking care of the environment as societies grow. The ocean is her favorite fear, filled with creatures the world knows nothing about to it being a great pass time for people. She is an avid Instagrammer and posts a lot about her dogs: Sofi and Tyler. Her writing is inspired by poets Michael Faudet and Orion V. Carloto
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