As a little girl, I always dreamt of the scary blues.
Sometimes, I sense it calling out to me.
My name echoing with every wave or mysteriously written in the sea foam.
Once, I asked the waves:
"Why do you keep coming back?"
With a tremendous crash, a wave told me:
"I'm searching for something."
"What is it?"
I asked.
And everything froze for a moment.
"Happiness."
A wave replied.
I smiled.
Waves after waves.
Crashing and thrashing.
Crashing and thrashing.
Just like you, me and everything around us, the ocean too is searching for its purpose.
In that moment, the universe bloomed in me.
I felt the ocean, the air, the sun.. everything around me.. everything.. all at once.
And I realised.. in our own unique ways, we are all so rare and beautiful, aren't we, my dear love?
