Layout: Monday, January 28, 2008
the beach
The beach is beautiful because at different times it manifests itself in different forms and takes on a different identity each time .In the day when children are playing and building sandcastles, the beach is a huge playground and is a place bubbling with family warmth and life. As the gentle waves slaps timidly on the shore, little children try to grasp the foam formed on the waves while men and women in the bloom of youth try to ride the waves , displaying their enthusiasm and vigor for life. The beach in the day is like a mother loving and kind.Wrapping all her children in her warm arms ; growing seeds of laughter and joy in their hearts, she provides a safe haven for them.
When the sun sets at dusk,couples walk along the sandy shores and whisper sweet nothings into each other ears'. As the sun takes its graceful descent and disappears into the horizon, couples sit and admire its magnificence. At this time , the beach is an retired grandmother. As the curtains is slowly drawn, she takes the backstage and bless the new actors with bliss.Giving them space to grow and explore.
By night fall, the beach is quiet and dark. It becomes a secret place of mysteries.A few adventurous ladies will skinny dip, letting the darkness and the unknown of the vast ocean envelope their bare bodies. Couples having randezvous hold many secrets.Maybe its a planned runaway or maybe its a meeting in a special place for 2. The silent stars twinkle brightly in the sky. Who knows what mysteries they might have uncovered?The beach now is like a black , shimmery satin cloth.The darkness of night that encompasses the whole place with only stars as lights gives the beach its secrecy and mystery.Yet how alluring and seductive is the beach as akin to the soft touch and sophistication of a black satin cloth!
As dawn approaches, the first rays of sunlight creep into the horizon and the sea around it sparkles with radiance. Slowly but surely, the sun rises in all its glory and brings hope to the new day. Its rays stretch to the furthest end and lifts the sprits like a father's mighty arms which lifts the young child safely in his arms. Dawn is also the time when i like to visit the beach. To me the beach at dawn is a beautiful promise of hope. As dawn breaks into moring, the fresh air and gentle sea breeze that caress one's hair soothes on nerves and calms one's mind. At this time the beach is my special haven which meaning only i can comprehend. At this time the beach is a special person to me...
Labels: something close to my heart
her sweet memory was written @ 11:58 PM