Guardian in the Waters

The whispering sea surfs drift along moving as if they have nothing to hide.
Each elegant tide sweeps the beach as they undulate and dance putting visitors in a trance. For those who don't know about the waves that flow, they now can understand the truth to be told.
Every sea and ocean have a heart in their midst, and to discover what they are is a lover gone far. Only the souls of the rippling foams can visit these places without a toll,so one place will be uncovered and is magical beyond others. It floats in the largest of waters where an unknown society gives pray to a divine deity.
The goddess is the spirit, a lyric so grand, each pulse of her marrow sends swells to the land like a diving sparrow. Beautiful and pertinant, dearest wife to the wet continent, she can't touch earth or set foot in her castle for it is an aloof hassle. Powerful she is but weak all the same; no tweak in her time can allow her to be ashamed. Then one day the earthly mother heard her daughter cry, which gave her a bother.
The celestial being lost in a torrent, her weeps ever graceful, the colorant of her marine tears splashed into the ocean conjuring red fear. Gaia calms her daughter to grant a gift that lifts a burden herding her nightmare away from this lady in despair. Using her power to break a rule that left a glower from the mighty high above, the lovely deity sets foot on soil as her mind uncoiled at the wondrous experience leaving the mother intense.
Even so the goddess still can't enter her shimmering city, but no matter. It is a minor splinter on her oyster platter. She can still be in the ocean, a lotion on her fair skin after a day's stroll across the land that folds.
Yet her misdemeanor angered the god who cast a curse that lasts and hurts; to when every year on the perfect season that mend the beaches she favored and strolled on
would face breaching storms. No longer stable to be able to breathe in her waters, the mighty had swept her castle into the depths unkempt.
Heart broken was Gaia, who felt pity for the guardian, spelled the city to greet the maiden once every many years when the moon is set to steer in front of the mighty's vicious glare. Excited she was to see her castle, twas when it sinks tsunamis break free.
No matter her situation the guardian is in captivation.