The beach

 The waves cascade toward the shore in a set pattern of hierarchy

The noble waves bowing to the royal beach, crowned with the jewels of stones and shells

 

The surrounding surfs, clothed in the woven fabric of dried grass bent in devoted prayer fingertips together and forehead to the floor

 

Dancing maidens, feet light, entertain the court with flights in flocks at the subtlest of starts

 

Gentle cloaks of a warm salted breeze enfold all in billowing currents of curiosity

 

A score by unseen hands orchestrates it all.   

Reviews

[Lia]

Really nice piece, thanks for sharing xx

[Raja]

Wonderful! Fantastic! Awesome! Brilliantl! thought provoking! I really love love this write, my friend. You have an inborn gift to illustrate things in a nice manner. Good work!

It gives a fine balance in your work. You have the quality of simply express your ideas by your words.

The words are orchestrating in my ears still!

Thank you.

Raja.