For English we had to write from a perspective of a non-human thing. I choose to write from the perspective of the ocean.

In my womb the first of life began. It i emerged into sky-clad shores to began anew. The empires of man have long used my waters to travel to distant lands. The horizons beckon  for life anew. An exape from all embracing mundanity. The sea is origin and is escape from convention and custom. Many empires have spanned the sea only to fall and crumble like green-cliffs into the deathless and omnipresent blue. The traders of Tyre are long dead no more there ships to spring into blue water to sell purple dye to distant cities. No more do Attic men command the seas. The glory of Salamis is no more. The depravity of Albion born opium traders in no more. These things are ephemeral. They die and wither away. Man is transient. The Sea is devoid of time and will breathe life anew everlasting into sky-clad shore.