The waves lapping at the shore are just noisy and yet quiet
enough to sooth you. To calm you completely with the occaisonal
spray of mist. Just knowing you're a small creature along many
others in the vast ecosystem. The smell of the salt water
trailing up with the wind rustling your hair. Knowing the chaotic
order just under the surface can be sent into hiding -as if it
was never there in the first place- with just a single motion.
How the variety of color, creatures, and beauty make it almost
surreal. The foam that forms when the waves crest and crash into
you, on the shore, into rocks. The sand in between your toes. The
rocks of all shapes, colors, sizes, types, patterns. The birds
flying over head.
The ocean is beautiful.
Big, vast, open, and beautiful.