She’s not just in the ocean
she is the ocean.
Free, without limits, and beyond any definition.
Her freedom isn’t loud.
It’s quiet, calm, and deep.
It lives in the space between the waves,
and in the silence between breaths.
She lives in a place where the sky and sea blend into each other
where the ocean dreams of flying,
and the sky forgets it isn’t the sea.
Her body moves like the water,
but her mind always looks toward the sky.
She isn’t searching for freedom
because she is freedom...
