The sound of the waves
Lapping at the shore in the darkness
It needs not be seen in the light
I’ve seen it so many times
It is burned into my memory
I can see the froth
The glistening sand as the water recedes
I can hear the rocks rolling as the waves recede back into the inky blackness
I can smell the salt air and feel the coolness
The stars in the heavens are doubled in the reflection on the sea and the endless horizon bends ever so slightly
The moon shimmers on the ripples as they return to the sea
I get goose bumps as I open my eyes and feel the cool night air
I sit back, take a drink and breathe
Ahhhh…
I can feel the night when reading your words.
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