Waves

Crashing, swirling, flipping, turning. The motions are endless in a fluid so calm. The moon pulls the earth, and the water starts churning. The calm turns to fury and the fun turns to hurt. The hurt is still fun in the right circumstances; when you dive in the water and it stands you back up. The salty taste in your mouth simply won’t go away. But you don’t really care because, after all, you’re back on your feet. 7/12