Word 23: Ocean
Waves crash and dance the ocean waters, leaving a bit of the ocean everywhere it goes. Blue and gray, sometimes the ocean has a way of looking calm, other times its raging. She always adored the ocean, particularly all of its tranquil blues. She would walk on the beach picking up shells and keeping them as hidden treasures. She would put them in her room, where she could pick one up and listen if she could hear the ocean. The calmness of the waves crashing, the seagulls she could hear as she walked along the shore. The ocean was a mystery, there were so many things about it yet to be discovered, things that probably would never be fully understood. She looked out as the waves crashed onto the rocks. The ocean looked calm, with a calm as before a storm.
“The deep blue of the ocean is calming.”