If you hold your breath down here, it gets quiet just before it gets real loud. Before the churn and tumble of the sea starts spilling sweet secrets into your ear. Wisdom deep down from the crust and particles floating in-between. You corkscrew up, pinky, chest, torso, hips, knees and finally toes twisting, wrapping and unfurling in one, and the sun rays reach into the water with the most childish giggle, tickling you up for air. Can you hear? We're laughing at the sheer absurdity of your wonder! You beautiful being surrounded in bright blue––you, twisting down again, just for the splash, and to hear the silent ruckus of the sea from under once more. Flipping and extending up, toes to the sky, the chill of the air tracing down the back of your foot, sweeping over your ankles as you pull them in to your chest and rise up, nose first from the sea. That smile, again. Full of stars.