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When I First Saw the Ocean

By A. R. AmbrosiPublished 7 years ago 1 min read
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When I first saw the ocean

It was not the sparkling, turquoise jewel

I thought it would be

The surf was slate grey

The sky was heavy and ominous

It threatened rain

But never gave it

The chilled air and cold sand

Promised me an empty beach

With no sun for sunbathers

The beach was deserted

The day was mine

It was a quiet afternoon

The salt-charged air

Wrapped around me

Comfortingly

I let my soul be quieted

As I listened to the sounds

Of ocean wind

And calling seagulls

And the gentle, soothing sounds

Of the lapping waves

I placed my feet in the cold surf

Of the Atlantic

And I felt connected

With the entire world

I felt connected

To my European ancestors

Who perhaps once put their feet

Into the same water

On the opposite side

Although it was overcast,

And dreary grey

My delicate, porcelain skin

Still suffered the wrath

Of the hidden sun

I winced as the salty air

Painfully kissed

My sunburned face

But still I stayed despite the pain

And I listened

To the music of the ocean

To the heartbeat of Mother Nature

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About the Creator

A. R. Ambrosi

I like to write, if that makes me a writer, then rock on!

I started writing as a child because I ran out of stuff to read. So, I only write stuff that I like. If you like it too, awesome! Enjoy! ^_^

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