SOL Trip Edition

My chest heaved casting thick air into my boiling hot body. My legs burned calves feeling the power of the wind. My eyes take in the beauty of the bright clouds folding over each other, tumbling across the evening stars. Waves crashed against the rocks contrasting beauty with power. Algae clung to the wet rocks struggling to live in the harsh environment. The smell of salt clung to me, my forehead draped in sweat. As I looked out on to the ocean, I take in the sprawling mass of waves and water, the power and the peace.