With the softness of silk, it caresses the sand, gently and slowly, to return from where it came and resume its path.
She takes up her strength again to reach the rocks with her hands, which were left there alone on another occasion.
He wants them to be accompanied and that the sun does not dry them out, a warm caress with bubbles of joy.
White and smooth, like the clouds overhead, their dancing dance on the fine sand.
The sea is a marvel, creating this foam on its crest, together with the sounds that come from it.
The waves travel across the vast expanse of water, to become this white mantle at their destination.
Is it simply a destination or is it where they want to go, of their own free will... I don't know....
What I do know is that its beauty enraptures, it leaves me looking at it without anything else existing.
How many virtues the sea has, that in me it inspires life itself.
Beneath it an unknown world, and on it ships that surround it.
The white mantle of warm foam sometimes arrives in the form of threads, which decorate the soft sand like little sighs.
Sometimes white, sometimes transparent, they let me see the textures like glass, which protects them underneath.
I close my eyes and the sound of the foam arriving is almost hypnotic, it relaxes the senses and the mind.
One of the great wonders of nature, sometimes in the form of rain, sometimes in the form of waterfalls and seas and oceans.
Few bring that white mantle that with the tips of their fingers gives soft caresses to soften everything.
Its movement on that sand makes me abstract from the world, sometimes reflect and most of the time it inspires me, like writing these lines.
The sea is an inexhaustible source of inspiration, of creativity, of relaxation and good thoughts.
Water is the source of life, the origin of everything and absorbs our energy, the energy of what we think.
It is healing, restorative and recharges strength to continue if we have had a bad day.
I believe there is magic inside it, an enigmatic and profound interior.
The sea, its foam and its sound inspire me... to write these lines.
Amonet.
All photographs are my own, taken with my phone
Separators created by me in Photoshop
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