we were doing a presentation of tidal bores for our Fluid Dynamics class, and i was assigned to do an intro, and i came up with this,

One may stand on the bank of a river and be content with the flow and the ease with which the waves peacefully becomes part of the sea, taking with it all the fills of our wasteland. But never will even the strongest of souls not be riveted by the ocean, displaying the vulgarity of its enormous mass, hidden behind the tranquility of sunsets over the pacific and the gentleness of swaying palm trees in the Caribbean, comes charging back with the force that defies our conventional wisdom, our way of understanding, our conformity, and the nature of our perception, to the point of no return.
After all, nature is all there is, and nothing is apart from it, even tidal bores. It is nothing more than collection of water drops, realizing their own resistance of what is crude and rough, and finding the ultimate way of flow, only to balance out the necessity of their own existence.