Loyal Tides

The ocean is the only thing that makes sense anymore. Knowing that the tides will forever continue to come and go is comforting. The tide will only temporarily leave you, but you know in your heart it will come rushing back to you.

There it goes again, and here it comes.
The sand succumbs to the waves.
Each grain gasps for breath before being completely enveloped.
The roar of the crashing waves is a reminder that the ocean is king.

There it goes again, and here it comes.
It's so liberating to be near the ocean, let alone in it.
The water ravages my body,
leaving no part untouched.
At first it is unbearable.
Then exhilarating. And finally, addicting.