Oceanfront home care

[Kelena]

The ocean is so beautiful and it is nice to gaze upon. It definitely draws you near in a primal way. Breathing it in makes you feel alive. It is exhilarating to feel its spray on you, cooling you briefly on a hot day. It is hard to ignore its pull, but it is probably best to keep your distance. It is a living thing and can take its toll on a home. I am also convinced it sweeps your mind clear of rational thought and turns you into a feral thing.

This lovely creature has kept me awake -- wide awake, and not with gentle murmuring but with noises that sound like distant heavy artillery. It has startled me out of a sound sleep. When that happens, you hear the ventricals of your own heart and you start to wonder why you let it get so close.

I speak not of gentle waves lapping on a beach. This is a powerful thing that has traveled thousands of miles, with all that pent up energy. It nears its destination -- a lovely tropic isle--- it speeds toward it and then..... slams into a hard black cliff covered with lichen. It sounds like a lion in winter, but more like a mewling motherless baby kitten at the moment, or maybe like the soft rustle of a lavalava falling to the grass.

It earned my respect. During the first month of my imprisonment in the Iolani Palace my stay here, I was often startled awake by its presence. When it becomes placid, silvery and calm, that is also startling in its contrast. You wonder at how this bold, blue thing that banged the gong so loudly has silvered over so completely and become so quiet. And you miss the roar and wonder where it has gone and fear the thing powerful enough to bring it back.