The Ocean

When balance breaks, nature answers.

The waves did not crash.

They rose.

Cities watched as the horizon distorted— as though reality itself had begun to bend.

Something had been disturbed.

Something ancient.

And it would not remain silent.

The ocean was no longer a boundary.

It was becoming a force.

“They are striking and burning her don’t you think?” Sol asked maliciously.

“You mean giving her pleasure” replied the professor.

“She has always been the pleasure provider, the nurturer to Earth, her sadism mixed with love.

Everything comes through water and leaves in dust, as you always say magister” Sol’s said pensively.

“The eternal pact for any relationship, there is a natural giver and the other a receiver of emotions. The roles are established early on and rarely changes” Kunjahl replied and shifted his stance.

“Yet we are seeing a role reversal in this very moment. While the Earth remains submissive, the Ocean has a more dominant partner tonight” Sol said.

“Or her duality could be surfacing like a mirror from beneath her, shifting dominance secretly under the magical cloak of Nature” Kunjahl replied and started walking down the shore.