From a deep resonating blue below to one above, from water to sunlit air, the briny aroma has all the callings of home.
It is as if the sea air has the ability to whisk my soul into a shared divine space, to lift what would otherwise remain Earthbound toward heavenly skies.
The sea air arrives with a nostalgic and humble majesty. Its brine is memories of yesteryear and a promise of days to come. Yet in that salty moment I am right there in the present, to the very smallest fraction in which time may be measured. The sea air has a way of doing that, of anchoring the emotions to Earth's spirit.
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