It has been too long since I felt the sand through the creases of my toe. Standing with my arms wide open, embracing the hug of mother nature in the form a of gentle breeze. I can feel my hair being tousled in the breeze but I don't mind, it feels comforting, like someone was running their hands delicately through my hair.
Walking down the path lined with broken seashells and fragments of seaweed, I feel happy, joyful as if soaking all the positive energy that was tackling me through the breeze and sunlight.
At that moment it was just me with God. Marveling at the wonder of His creation, producing such a masterpiece through white sand and shimmering sea. The sun shone brightly without the barrier of clouds, its rays warm my body as if it serves as a reminder that the sun too, was an important component of the picturesque scenery.
The refreshing coolness brought upon by the seawater on my feet were beautifully contrasted by the warmth of the sun. The lapping of the waves creating a tantalizing melody with the rustling of my hair, as if I was apart of a symphony but remains a spectator at the same time.
I stood there, buried my feet into the warm sand and enjoy the sudden lost and gain of coolness by the waves. Losing myself and immersing my senses into their surrounding, feeling and hearing everything, letting loose the rationality and for that moment I was a being that could feel and nothing more.
Carefully stepping onto the slanted surfaces of stone, I maneuvered myself to get to the edge closest to the sea without dropping into the kingdom for mermaids. Resting my back on the rock and tilt my head to the left, a wonderful sight graced its presence on my eyes. Mesmerized by the majestic view, I began to loose myself again. I wasn't Ricky the screw up, I wasn't Ricky the disappointment, I was just Ricky. Perhaps that was what I wanted all along, what I needed now to get through life. Even though it was just a tiny fraction of my life, I craved to be just Ricky, just me for as long as it could possibly last.
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