` On the Beach `
Standing alone on a salty shore, those white grains of sand with the faint ocean waves caressing my reflections of a liaison so many years ago....
That salten breath of fresh brine, glistening into a mist like a pursuit back to a time , to a place, recalling desires that stretched into infinity, or so at the time it seemed....
A place, I now stand so all alone, drawn back to the days when loneliness was just an unknown, a place where the sun was still warm, a place the sea harbored feelings of affections, a time before that storm's gale blew those passions into a winters hoar...
A place, where the warm sand nevertheless guides my thoughts, directing those memories of loss to a time eroded away with faded coastal dreams, with waves of emotions receding back into the deep blue recesses of the mind, far away from that beach that once caressed a liaison so many years ago....
-sjbeaux
Art- Pablo Picasso,
“On the Beach”
- thoughts -
Waves from the sea have been playing love songs since the beginning of time. Those waves always remind me of laughter, of a first date beside the shore, on that beach that place that would harbor broken dreams.
- inspiration -
"The beach has all the knowledge and wisdom of the sea, because it has witnessed all the stages of the life of the sea and touched every moment, every detail of its life!"
- Mehmet Murat ildan
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