Querencia
With the gentle sea breeze softly whisking across the fine hairs of my cheeks, I find myself in the cool comfort of a beautiful tropical paradise. Lying in my straw chair, I allow the ocean sounds of the soft rolling waves to hypnotize my mind into a quieting sleep. The golden sun casts its rays upon my tired and exhausted body as I notice the pretty pastel colors of the tropical environment. The crystal waters of the Pacific Ocean reflect a sense of calmness as I look upon the water. Longing to swim in the clear ocean before me, I stand up and stroll over to the emerald waters washing upon the soft sand. Looking into the ocean lagoon, I see a whole world that exists under the depths of the ocean. The plants and animals of this majestic place seem to sway like the waves of the ocean. My eyes are drawn to a scene of sparkles glistening underneath the water. Dancing and piercing through the water, the blue fish are like shimmering metals. Gazing at these beautiful cre
As the pure liquid caresses across the skin of my feet, a soothing chill goes through my spine from head to toe and I shutter in complete pleasure. Wanting to just let go and heave myself into the arms of the sea, I decide not to as there is a thirst that blocks my ability to enjoy this scenery. atures, I truly come to understand the innocence and purity of nature. And with a deep breath, I walk home with a clear and relaxed mind. I ask the person wearing a chestnut straw hat and a colorful flowery shirt to aid me with my problem. My burdensome stress and worries vanish like footsteps washed away from the ocean. Anticipating the moment when the ocean will engulf my weary feet, I tense up with great expectations. I feel a sense of rejuvenation and a surge of strength as this liquid slowly courses through my body. Walking away towards the end of my day, I take one last look at the attractive image of nature and absorb its beauty. The seagulls cry overhead as I gaze into the blue sky above and notice the puffy clouds gliding across the sky. I slowly draw the cup to the edge of my lips and prepare to be refreshed with coolness. With each footstep, the moist and delicate sand of the beach cushions my restless body. Wondering how it feels to be free like those very clouds, I decide not to worry about myself over such small matters and just relax. However, this nice effort to decorate the drink means nothing to me, as I am more concerned with the contents inside.
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