4.5.18

My beach


A moment of perfect stillness punctuated by the booming rumble of surf on the reef. The sun melts into the horizon, throwing rusty pink reflections at the coconut palms, shooting tendrils of vermillion, gold, neon pink and violet, that guild the sober clouds, creating a shadow-play in the sky. Framed by ironwoods, their delicate needle-like leaves softly shed, carpeting the white-sand underfoot. Solitary rocks jut from the glassy lagoon, like petulant beasts. A quiet peace reigns that never fails to uplift my spirit.

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