Grateful for an Ocean View

I am grateful for an ocean view; that I can gaze at and admire the sea in all its vastness. I am grateful to see the waves crash on the beach and ripple into whiteness. I am thankful to see the sand wisp in the wind, migrating to the direction the earth calls. I appreciate the seagulls and other sea fairing birds who sail out and into the all-ending blue, dependent on what that blue gives and takes. The panorama of ocean and sky are both empty yet full, open canvases that despite lacking ornamentation, respond with richness, body and depth. I see both nothing and everything. I find the horizon, the line where I meet the ocean, where the ocean reflects my thoughts back to me. By looking at something so large, this stunning ocean view, it’s odd that I come to think of myself; that by looking outward into the vastness, I look inward to the singular. I think about the good and bad in my life, and the good and bad that I have done. It seems that the ocean view encourages me to consider, and reconsider that which I seek. The thought reminds me of the quote from a famous Japanese samurai.

“Think lightly of yourself and deeply of the world” - Miyamoto Musashi

Amid all my neuroticism and voluntary self-fabrications, the ocean view reminds me that my desires compare with neither the beauty nor the importance of this deep all-ending blue.

I am grateful for an ocean view.