By Tommy Malz
Sandy shores and bright blue skies
Waves that boldly tower
A manic force that cycles with the tide
Look no further for nature’s true power.
The ocean is a temperamental vice
Serene and turbulent, peaceful yet violent.
Promising adventure and peril.
Its voice a deluge, hushed and silent.
Floating atop the crested sea
One can only admire and witness.
With horizons as far as the eye can see,
You are a passenger now.
Roaring and flailing like a petulant child
Or sleepy and languid, unnervingly mild.
The ocean conquers all the same
With no excuses, reason, or blame
As the days grow warmer it beckons to me,
I long to go join it indefinitely.
The smell of the salts and crashing waves melody
That irresistible call of the sea.
Tommy Malz is a freshman at Penn State University Park campus. His piece “Ocean” was written as an ode to where he spent most of his time growing up. Being from Long Island, he has been around all aspects of the water from swimming, surfing, and lifeguarding. Tommy is currently undecided but growing more and more eager to get involved with writing.