Shades of blue

The beach has a certain power over me, to unwind and to let thoughts disappear from the cluttered mess inside my heads. The atmosphere can change the worst of days into the best. It might be the soft sounds of waves crashing, the salty breeze blowing through my hair and whipping on it back onto my face, the light beaming from the moon, or the feel of millions of grains of sand below on my feet. This unique combination of touch, sound, smell, sight, and taste creates an unmatched feeling of serenity at the beach. The moon, a glowing pearl perched up in the sky, beams down light onto my face as soft as a feather, in extreme contrast to the jet black sky.

The water lapsed and the sea foam danced wildly at my feet before retreating back into the endless expanse. Seagulls shouted back at the roaring waves and people mingled with the unknown creatures of the deep. The sun shone through the billowing clouds, kissing my skin and the world seemed to stand still.