The golf is greener than I expected. Large waves dissipate on the saturated shore. The gradients of colors range from a dark blue sky fading into a powdery blue horizon, touching an emerald green crest of far off water, then mixing with the sand to create a brown wake, crashing with white swells and fading onto the dusty colored shore, all the parts of the whole. Shiny glints of sun reflect on the moving swells, dancing as the wind whispers away the warm sun’s reach. A chorus of waves celebrate with the wind and sun. Glorious dancing of the constant change of universal order! Humans in their soft, fragile skin. Shyly walk the shores; some bobbing through the surf undulating with the tossing waves. Scores of palm fronds lazily float in the Emerald waters. Sands, remembering when they were shells, nestling with their kin, Children picking up intricate iridescent species speckled shores, arranged with seaweed shells and sand.
Niiiina you have delivered me to the shores of the gulf!! “Sands, remembering when they were shells”!! Lovely evocative, feel it in my soft human skin. 💙🌊 enjoy your time in Florida. Xoxo
illuminated trickle
meanders
infused with elevated inland tales
journying on to reemerge with its source
slow now
its flow sculps the pathway among the soft sands and jagged earth
drawing toward fast crash cresting of waves
swirling timeless tales of the abyss approaching form.
at this juncture, we meet again
merging
🙏🌊💧 gorgeousssss
The golf is greener than I expected. Large waves dissipate on the saturated shore. The gradients of colors range from a dark blue sky fading into a powdery blue horizon, touching an emerald green crest of far off water, then mixing with the sand to create a brown wake, crashing with white swells and fading onto the dusty colored shore, all the parts of the whole. Shiny glints of sun reflect on the moving swells, dancing as the wind whispers away the warm sun’s reach. A chorus of waves celebrate with the wind and sun. Glorious dancing of the constant change of universal order! Humans in their soft, fragile skin. Shyly walk the shores; some bobbing through the surf undulating with the tossing waves. Scores of palm fronds lazily float in the Emerald waters. Sands, remembering when they were shells, nestling with their kin, Children picking up intricate iridescent species speckled shores, arranged with seaweed shells and sand.
Niiiina you have delivered me to the shores of the gulf!! “Sands, remembering when they were shells”!! Lovely evocative, feel it in my soft human skin. 💙🌊 enjoy your time in Florida. Xoxo
Love you 🫶🫶🫶🫶
con-versing* (--merging)