Hearing the whispering call from the ocean echoing in my mind.
The faint scent of the salty spray teasing my nostrils.
My toes curling at the anticipation of sinking into the soft white sand.
My body craving the cleansing embrace of the crystal clear water.
In the years I have dwelled in the hills I have missed my Indian ocean playground.
The seemingly endless hours I spent walking and swimming seem to have been so long ago it feels like another lifetime.
This year though the water is already calling, enticing me to walk and explore the way I use to.....
2 comments:
A well composed shot.
Thank you William.
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