Monday, May 12, 2025

The Monolithic Pacific

    The sun glimmers on the ocean as she fastens the leash to her ankle. Looking out over the vast blue, her eyes lock on to the swells breaking on the reef offshore. Without hesitation she steps off the twenty feet of lava outcropping into the warm surrender of ocean spirits.            
        Completely immersed in this revelry, she begins the long paddle to the breakers. Glancing around she notices the water droplets catching the sunlight turning into micro rainbows as she digs deeper into the vast blue of the moment.
    Her shoulders ripple with the years of effortless swimming.  She shows no fatigue. The fins of friends slash on by. The dolphin family has once again joined her at their favorite play spot. They circle the island monthly in search of the watery playgrounds yet to be discovered.

       Our Lady of the Ocean is now content as she waits for the pulse to become stronger until she is lifted unrelentingly to begin the downward slide. Breathlessly, she breathes in. She steps forward to control her descent and jockeys for the best possible position as the curl creates an umbrella that momentarily blocks the sun as it caresses her form.
        The dolphins shadow her trail for they love a beautiful creature doing beautiful things as much as anyone. She surrenders once again to complete immersion as the ride ends in the backward fall, her eyes never leaving her board.
    Effortlessly, she turns to face the next wave and submerges into the briny blue few know. With a casual flick of her head she throws a rainbow of light as her hair falls onto her back.  The merciful Ocean has once again become tranquil as Our Lady begins to paddle into the oncoming surf.  


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