The sea opens its arms to meHugging me by pulling me into its deep cool watersMy head goes underThe waves crash overheadI hug it backI swim deepTo the bottomNo rush to get airMy feet feel the sandy bottomI swim back upTo smell the crisp fresh salty breeze pass by meI see mossy rocks slipping under the wavesSeagulls cry loudly for their friendsI see bright neon-colored sea glass glittering in the sunI walk onto warm sandBut the sea calls me back to playI can’t resistI run into its cool hug once again

Ann Arbor, Michigan