Camilla Harris
Green English
September 9, 2011
The Beach Rocks My World
The beach rocks my world with its cooling winds and roaring waves. Fun and relaxing, the beach is my home away from home; a safe haven. After a long, hot car ride, I run down the burning sand, the gentle wind playing with my hair. Crashing, waves call out a greeting to me as I race down the beach. I dive into a wave and let the ocean toss me back and forth. Like a piece of heaven, the beach is worry-free zone for me and a perfect peaceful place. To quote a famous Bohemian–Austrian poet, Rainer Maria Rilke, “When anxious, uneasy and bad thoughts come, I go to the sea, and the sea drowns them out with its great wide sounds, cleanses me with its noise and imposes a rhythm upon everything in me that is bewildered and confused.” and that is why the beach rocks my world.
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