I grew up in a village very near bodies of water-ocean, river, water falls. The sounds of water stir one's soul to be attentive. It brings consciousness to nature, melody, and order.
The waves creates art in large and small ways. The sound of the surf can keep one awake or asleep. There is beauty and power in the ocean.
It means progress and terror.It is mysteriously wonderful.
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