On a Sunday Morning by the Sea…

From my journal dated 15-May-2016

The sun is rising to spread its warmth….

The clouds are reluctant to give away the splendour….

They act as a veil only to be a vagrant in the moment….

Looks like I am spellbound by the reveal….


Seems like I am overwhelmed by the Sea as well and not just the Mountains!

There are no looming mountains.

But the calm soothing ocean.

There is no stately silence of the mountains

But the echoing sound of the waves against the soul and rocks.

There are no mountains beckoning you to surrender

But there is the vast expanding horizon enticing you to cross over.

There are no valleys and gorges

But the crest and troughs of the waves.

Be it the mountains or the sea

The soul does take the moment to dance!