The waves with brutal anger crash against the shore wildly. With no inhibition, not feeling ashamed.
A submarine underwater earthquake, irritates the tide, the sand, the breeze..
A hushing sound, creates the melody. No melody, just sounds. No sounds, just melody.
The sky seems to fall apart. There is no difference between the coast and the horizon.
No watercolours, just different shades of grey. Cold ones invades.. creating an atmosphere which takes part of the whole.
Part of me, part of them.
Part of us..
And?