by A Jarman

Created on: September 27, 2008

Beach

The sun's warming touch caresses my body as I lay, stretched out, on the white, sparkling sand dune. I look up towards the radiant heavens from whence the warmth comes. It seems like every moment the magnificent blue grows deeper and closer and will soon swoop down to engulf me in the wraps of its endless arms. There, in the glory of it all sits the sun. He is perched contentedly, like a king in his court. Silent clouds drift regally through the sky like a royal procession. Glittering rays of light protrude defiantly through the billowing, white masses and create a brilliant show in the air.

The light sprinkles down and plays upon the soft waves of the ocean. The vast waters are a looking-glass for the heavens. They reflect the glimmering blue of the sky. The sea is calm and happy today. There are no murmurs or complaints from her, only the hushed purr of her water splashing gently at the shore. A small, speckled shell washes up onto the sand near my feet. I sit up to retrieve this intricate treasure. I smile gratefully to the sea. She has given me a gift to remember her by.

A cool breeze brushes past me and molds my skin into goose-bumps. I shiver and realize that evening time draws near. Soon the sun will not be here to keep me warm. I look to the flaming ball, resting on the horizon. It sinks sleepily into the ocean, ready for a good night's slumber. I watch in reverent awe until the blanket of water is drawn completely over the sun's dreaming head.

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