constant. liquid, surrounding, salty and fresh.
living. always moving. ebb and flow.
calm, peaceful, yet there it comes. rumbling in the distance. tingling in your ears.
and then
hold your breath. take the plunge.
roar, crash, foam, breakers of white on blue.
under. and up again for air.
kind of like life. and oh how I love it.
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