The Beach - imbedded in time and space

Strolling slowly the frontier between ocean and coast
Carried by the smooth rhythm of the waves
The stormy wind that blows away all sorrows and dishevels your hair
The churned up sea with its white crests dancing on the waves
Let your face and hands getting wet by the salty spume
Take a deep breath and absorb deeply the smell of the ocean and the tang
Taste the salt
Run over the wet sand
Find wonderful shells, washed ashore by the stormy ocean
Watch the seagulls and the sailing ships, their fight against wind and waves
Being dazzled by the sun, which creates thousands of glittering spots on the water
Watching how the sun immerges like a dark red slice into the ocean
and disappears slowly behind the horizon.
Waiting until the last light has vanished
Only sitting around and let one's mind wander
Reflecting about the fact feeling too important
and how everything vanishes quickly in view of the infinite wideness of the sky and the ocean
In view of the traces which one have left and which will soon have disappeared.
Feeling that there are connections between oneself and the infinity
The ego becomes to one of the many grains of sand, carried away by the waves....
To be washed ashore some times at this, some times at that coast..
Low tide and high tide..  Symbol for the tides of life
The breathless silence of the backtracking ocean
The return of the water, so lively and sensuous
It's the moment that counts...