I stood on the beach, before a sea of seemingly glistering diamonds. I peered beyond, towards the horizon where water touch sky. I wondered what could be beyond. Perhaps someone like me, staring at the same horizon and having the same thought. Does the ocean really join with the skies? Who gives a crap, weird thought anyway. I cleared my mind and closed my eyes. I just wanted to rest.

The symphony that rang before me; so melodious and majestic. The sounds of waves gracefully crashing onto the beach. I can feel the cold water at my feet. With still my eyes closed, I took a step back. High tide probably. Again, after a few seconds the water reached me again. Every time the ocean came to me, I stepped back one step without my vision. Around ten steps later, I have my feet dry.

I restored my vision and saw that with every step I took back, the water took my footprints ingrained into the sands with it. It was as if the ocean engulfed my previous self and forcefully pried my shadow away from the sands. The footprints, evidence of where I was before gone forever. Where I am now, I have my footprint intact.

The air smelt fresh.
The skies blue.
Gloom was away that day I knew.
But who knew how long this would continue?

I don't know how long I have stood there, but I think it was perhaps around an hour. I closed my eyes again. I still can hear the waves crashing gracefully onto shore. Ironic isn't it? Crashing onto the beach, yet gracefully. The symphony sings of something else definitely. The breaking waves, the chirping birds, the breeze humming into my ears and the rustling leaves. I can picture the entire symphony in my mind.

The symphony, so picturesque.