Powers of the Water

    A couple days ago, I went for a walk on a route I had never been. I was getting locked in for this walk as I was not sure how long I was going for but, I put in my headphones, started to track my walk, and headed down the road. As I was coming out of the townhouses, instead of going into town for a walk, I decided to go the other way, on the sidewalk, away from town, close to the water. As I was walking, I noticed the tide was low and if I really wanted to I could hop over the barrier and just walk on the wet sand. I did not though, I stayed put on the sidewalk. It was very windy, but it was also nice and sunny out. Since I had never adventured down this way, I figured that the road would go all the way around the water and to the houses you can see from the hotel.

    

    I can say that it does not. When I was walking, I came across a horse that was either very small or a pony. However, I did not pet the horse, even though I wanted to. I just kept walking and saw fields, but no animals were in them, and saw numerous birds. As mentioned before, it was very windy. The wind was moving the water because it was so strong, and it created small whitecaps on the surface. This made me think that water is capable of many things. It is such a powerful substance. It can sink ships, erode rocks, it can kill, etc. Water is almost deceiving. It is gorgeous, blue & clear that it is so nice to be around. Nice to touch, to wade, swim & play in that it does not seem to be dangerous. As Yeats's poem, "A Lough Neagh Sequence: I. Up The Shore" states,

   "The lough will claim a victim every year.

    It has virtue that hardens wood to stone.

    There is a town sunk beneath its water.

    It is the scar left by the Isle of the Man"

    The poem talks about the lough, another term for body of water, and how it is dangerous. As I was having similar thoughts on my walk. How can something so beautiful be so deadly? The world may never know.