Floating on the sea, watching the sun set change the colors of the
sky from a bright, calm blue to a fiery mixture of orange, pink and
purple, is certainly a bliss. Running my bare palm through the water as
I was dragged in, towards the horizon, is something enjoyable. As I
float inwards, I look down at the sea, changing colors. The change was
so beautiful, better than anything I have ever seen.
A
while after the sun set, I walked back to the shore. Sitting down on
the damp sand watching the sea, surrounded by people I love, was an
unforgettable moment. Staring into the sea in the dim moonlight, I
noticed a lot of beautiful ripples on the sea as the waves hit the
shore, and dragged back some of the hyperactive crabs that were on the
shore.
Sitting on a rock, towards a cliff
where the speed of the water was high, is scary at first but then one
realizes that the waves wouldn't harm. The fierce waves hit the tall,
black rocks, leaving behind beautiful pebbles and shells.
Falling
asleep by the shore and waking up to the sound birds and staring into
the beautiful sunrise, before anything else, is an uncompromising
experience. When I looked into the sea, it was so calm and so quite,
waves very slowly flowing to the shore. The memories of last night's
waves came back to me. The fierce and fast had transformed into the calm
and quiet.
Many may say that the calm sea
looks the most blissful. But the truth is, the sea is beautiful at all
times. Calm or fiery, blue or sea-green. The sea is something so
enjoyable.
