Lighthouse

I sit there on top of lighthouse, high above. It was a warm but windy night. My skin blended right into the blue-black sky of the starry night. The diamonds up above the earth's atmosphere, subsides and swallowed the light of the lighthouse. The sounds of the breeze brushing through the waves of the deep dark ocean soothes my ears. The smell of the God’s little creatures swimming overwhelm my nostrils. There, I sit on top of lighthouse, high high above. I closed my eyes. Petty droplets of rain touch my skin. I took a deep breath and lied into the chill bed of the salty seas. I was transported into the dept of the beautiful waters. Colorful fish, sponges, and squids accompanied me as the flavorful waters filled my lungs. I opened my eyes. I could still see the blurry dim light of the lighthouse through the thick film of the moana.