Earth, sea, and sky

She kicked off her shoes and slowly stepped into the frigid water. The familiar sensation of sand between her toes and the breeze lifting her hair made her stop to take in all sensation. In these moments she noticed everything. Her racing heart, the feel of her eyelashes against her skin, the faint call of the ocean over the horizon. She slowly waded deeper, savoring every second. Hours passed. Days maybe. She stood there for years. She opened her eyes. She felt drunk with the scent of the sea and her own freedom. She never felt so free as when she stood in the never ending blue abyss. She kept walking. Walking until it engulfed her knees, her waist, her chest. She had nothing to fear now. She should be feared. No creature should feel that powerful. No creature should feel so limitless in their own universe. Yet she did. She felt herself expand to the deepest volcanic rock, all the way to the Aroura Borialis. Her toes sprouting roots, her hair floating clouds. She could feel herself extent into every living thing in the universe. It was intoxicating. The water was calm, as not to disturb her. In this particular moment it bent solely to her will. Not even Mother Nature could ripple it. She slowly sunk beneath the waves and breathed in the magic surrounding her. The water smoothed her hair as bubbles kissed her skin. The silence was deafening. She could hear the whisper of plants in the amazon rainforest, and laughter of snowflakes in Antarctica. Nature was everywhere. Nature is everything. She could hear the rolling of tanks. The sobbing of children. No one said Mother Nature was ever forgiving. She poisons and kills as much as humans do. She gives life, but she kills. But in this moment she was silent. She forgot all that was corrupted and felt vulnerability and innocence of young life. She was transported to a time where the sickness hadn’t touched her very deeply then. When she was young and ignorant. Would she trade that for the knowledge she has now? When Adam and Eve were in the garden of Eden, were they truly content with ignorance? Did man yearn for knowledge before they even knew of it? Is that why we search for it every day? Is curiosity truly the bane of our existence? We search for answers to our questions and question our answers until we find the answer we are content with. Is that truly what life is about? Endless searching, until one day we can search no longer? She opened her eyes and stopped searching. She knew that this was where she was supposed to be. She was finally content. All her thoughts swam endlessly to the bottom of the sea. To a place where they could stay and never be answered. Some questions didn’t need answers. Some things didn’t have to be complicated. To be surrounded by earth, sea, and sky was enough for her.