Rainy Days

A Soul Like the Sea

You have a gentle heart and a soul like the sea.

Deep and flowing with endless power, constant and everchanging.

On dark days and stormy nights, it crashes in on itself, foaming and frothing as jade green waters swirl in the chaos. Tumultuous waves break with booms like thunder, and the darkened sky cries. Raindrops fall from the weeping clouds to join the churning sea below. In the heavy darkness, it feels endless. Yet, through the crashing waves and misty spray, it is still a beautiful sight to behold.

On the calm days, the surface glitters like a handful of stars scattered on the horizon. Endless shades of blue wink back between somersaulting waves, twisting together like ribbons of navy and aquamarine. The pale sky above is filled with sunshine, streaming down on crystal waters filled with the calm, quiet power of the sea. Sunshine warms the water and things feel good.

Your beauty is that of wildflowers blooming in sand dunes, basking in the sun and soaking in the sea breeze with upturned faces and petals the colors of sunshine. Heart-shaped leaves dance in the wind and twisting vines tumble over the sand with languid grace. Between the leafy green, satin petals whisper to each other in pale shades of glee, softened by the sun above. Where roses wilt, you thrive with beauty and strength.

Your passionate heart is filled with persistent love. Eager and warm like the coarse, burning sand that swallows bare toes with glee, sucking them into the warmth below as a rainbow of shells rises to greet you. Hidden at times, like curved edges the colors of peach and pearl peek above the dunes, waving hello with sand-smoothed surfaces, at home in the sand. Even when they are lost to the eyes of humanity, they are there just waiting to be noticed, making up the foundation of everything. Shells, sand, and honest love. It is a warmth that seeps through sun-soaked skin and finds a home in your soul.

At times, you are gentle like the soft sea breeze that dances down the beach. Lifting kites, hair, and hats as it goes, filling your soul with salty air so you can breathe once more. A reminder that life is about more than just what you can see. It's about what you can feel. As the wind tickles your skin, freedom lifts your spirit and the ocean stretches before you, beckoning. Feeling the sand between your toes and the wind on your face is like being born again.

When you are pushed, foolish sailors find you are a force to be reckoned with. Raging storms powerful enough to swallow ships, splintering them against sharp, jagged rocks in the foamy waters of your seething sea. Those who truly know you are wise enough to know that your power is always there- even on days when all seems calm. Hidden beneath the smooth, glassy surface of a peaceful sea, waters churn in anticipation. Most have nothing to fear- good intentions earn your patience. Those who face you with greed and selfish ambitions will find they have no place in your heart.

You think often about everything important to you. At times, your contemplation is serene. At night, when being lost in thought is easier than falling asleep, the silvery moon hangs low above the dark water, casting pale light on the rippling stars below. The world is quiet yet oh so loud, like the thoughts turning circles inside your mind. Cool sand underfoot sends shivers down your spine when you venture too far in the wrong direction. The waves crash against the shore, their sound amplified in the silence of night. Everything is different and exactly the same, cloaked in shadows and possibility.

The beauty of the sea is simple yet describing it is not. It draws in the dreamers and coaxes adventure out of everyone. You see in others what they can't always see themselves and encourage them to grow where they are planted. Your love is gentle, but strong, like the pull of the tide as it tugs you out to sea. Not everyone can see the strength and power inside you but that does not mean it isn't there.

Something magical lingers around your being. Ordinary things that have already been seen hold a beautiful curiosity mixed with myths from a dream. Rainbow reefs and huge sea beasts. Mermaids and sirens. Tales left incomplete. To some, you are a mystery. To me, you are everything.

Untamable and complex, every person who encounters you is left with a shell-shocked bewilderment. You mean something different to everyone, but their opinions do not shape you. You are you, despite what others perceive. You are wild and beautiful, and the world would not be the same without you.  

(Written for my mom, the most amazing person I know)