Like an ocean...

Her soul is on a voyage to delve into the unknown. She started fearless but turned unsure.

This sensitive soul is as strong as the strength of a wave of an ocean that hits down the plains.

Her solitude is most important to her. Like the waves fall back to the ocean after every rise, she gets back to her own element. The farther she goes, the longer distance she pulls back herself. That solitude gives her the power to replenish her virtues.

The psychic instincts keep her attentive through the undiscovered journey she is going through. Even after finding out that her intuitions are always true; she finds it difficult to believe in her. Like the ocean never realizes its capacity to create its own impact, she still is unaware of the intensity of her strong arm.

She feels emotions as deep as the depth of the ocean, which no one can reach. Let it be pain, happiness, love or sympathy, all of them stay with her all along. Her vibes reflect beautifully like an ocean reflects golden light of the soft morning sun rays. Her anger is never deep. It is as short as the life of a wave. If someone travelled along with her in her paths, she will cherish the memories forever in a manner where the waves take in the footprints left on the sand little by little. Her empathy is incomparable. She knows the affections of the winds that blow across her. She rejoices the warmth of the sun. She dances to the beats of the rain drops. She resonates the silent, star studded and moon lit night. Like the wonders that exist in the depths of an ocean, she dreams of the unseen fantasies and coexist in her illusions along with the reality.

Her love is boundless, deep and unexplored like an ocean. One could try diving in and find the amazing wonders that are hidden beneath the masked infinity. The reflection of changing colors of sunset, sunrise and the night sky seen on the floating waves of the vast ocean personifies her beauty.

The unwanted sea weeds that grow along the beds of an ocean represent the wicked thoughts that rise in her mind.

She is still unexplored. Her depths are unknown identical to the unknown deep dark secrets underlying in the base of the salty waters. Her hidden talents come out like the ocean current but her low confidence pulls her back in reaching the heights like the earth magnetism pulls back the waters. She waits for the moon to help her tides rise high. She struggles to comprehend her artistry.

However far she goes, she believes in the beauty of coming back to the feeling of home, for she believes in the beauty of resilience. For her, life is like the waves, sometimes high and sometimes low. But being her own self, rejoicing it and being accepted for what she truly is brings out the utmost pleasure to her which is similar to the way we appreciate the beauty of an ocean despite its vulnerability.