Underwater dive

I never knew just how beautiful things were under the water until today. I decided to appease my inner tourist and go for the deal the professional diver had to offer. The boat cut the waves like a knife, but they would retort back and buck the bow causing a powerful jolt. Finally the diver was satisfied in our whereabouts and pulled the boat perpendicular to this bony looking structure poking it's way through the Atlantic's surface. With our gear securely tied and plastered to our bodies we took the plunge. I could feel the coolness of the water encase my body. I delayed letting my eyelids open, for fear of landing in on a family of sharks. Once they slowly broke their tight seal and creeped open I found myself in a world full of a beautiful array of colors. Not even a rainbow over a colorful sunset could hold a candle to the colors I seen before me. Mezmorized in the beauty I failed to notice all the little creatures that had began to find me interesting. Playful seahorses swam circles around me trying to tempt my inner child, clown fish swam in and out of the anemones playing peek a boo, and small schools of topically colored fish played tag in and out of the playhouse the coral reef had to offer. I mimicked the fish and swam through, around, over, and under the structure of the coral reef twirling in amazement. This place was something of pure bliss, something that the world had left untouched allowing it's natural beauty to shine through. Gazing all around a sense of purpose washed over me, leaving me feeling satisfied with my life. There was no better way to see the world's colors than the way I was then. This experience left me with the addiction to live life to the fullest and explore all the treasures this world has to offer.