The Attempt of the Moon and the Ocean to save me:

I thought time was not my friend that night as I bobbed in the water under the moonlight.   Like a message flung from a troubled ship, I was the remainder of an event.  The three entities had come to visit me.  What I thought was to be my viscous grave, became my shimmering savior.  In the endless minutes, I reveled, at the attempt of the moon and ocean to save me.  The sound waves of whales lapped at my subconscious and I was shown the message of the elements.  The once terrifying ocean that had swept me up to abandon let my eyes capture endless variations of color and matter.  I could see the eyes of sleepy whales cradle me in their lids and float me up into the moonlight.