The Wave of Surrender
There is a pool, and beyond it, the ocean. I usually have a wonderful time with the ocean, except for one day, when she decided to teach me a lesson. At first, she was kind. We spent hours playing, loving, being together. Eventually, I grew tired and decided it was time to leave. I kissed her goodbye, promising I’d return the next day I turned to walk away, but she wouldn’t let me go. She held onto my body, pulling me back. Her voice, once gentle, grew louder and faster. Frustrated, I turned to face her. And then, she hit me. With all her strength, she dragged me down, pinned me to the sand, forcing me to stay. For every stroke I fought against her, she pushed back harder. The more I resisted, the more she punished me. It was a battle I could never win. The only choice left was to surrender. And so I did. I gave her permission to take me, to do with me as she pleased. As the ocean pushed me and pulled me, I opened my eyes,...
