First Day At the Sea

The water is rising towards the shore. Like a cradle, it rocks me gently, Easing me with its gentle embrace. The hug of the sea. My ears are filled with new sounds, Listening to the harmonic trebles and The symphonic bass of the waves. The voice of the sea. The breeze blows across the frigid waves. The chill hits me and goose bumps, Spiked like the spines of an urchin, appear. The touch of the sea. I dive down. The water is above me. I see nothing but blurry blobs of blue, An azure fog stretching in all directions. The gaze of the sea. My head emerges from the top, I poke out of the blanket of waves, Swimming back to the sandy shores. My farewell to the sea.